Best Mulberries Poems

Each year I plant an herbal garden 
very near a stand of mulberry trees
and every Spring when they're in bloom
they attract butterflies and honey bees.

This morning, as I tended the sweet basil,
a young Monarch landed close to my hand.
Then, a cloud of them swirled around...

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A timed lesson in diameter of dialogue is akin to eating a vast amount of bean. But buttering a heron should never really be performed in a new moon. So hesitate not by the tropical bowl whose ideology is to seek and retract. Such a...

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A cricket chirps, a sparrow sings 
     Grasshoppers glide on chattering wings.
A summer’s day in august thus begins.
     Each crack upon the sidewalk 
Breaks another mother’s back.
     Each needle is forever lost 
In...

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They love the leaves—the butterflies,
mulberry for their eggs,
a home and caterpillars' feast,
where adults rest their legs.

Their beauty drawn—the butterflies,
mulberry for their dance,
where beauty mirrors beauty well,
even with fleeting glance.

With weather harsh—the butterflies,
mulberry their shelter,
through chilling winds or blazing heat,
no flight helter-skelter.

When hunger strikes—the butterflies,
mulberry their...

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