Blackberry Poems - Poems about Blackberry

She told a story aof the men she had been involved with. They put her at the front of the room and talked to the various people. Due to the sensitivity of the topic she played nice and refused to give names.But anyway: minutes into the conversation she took out a chart. The roman numerals had name beside them. I. First Love...Cute and...

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Harry, a tiger salamander stole a woman’s blackberry Quickly swam with it out to the bogged down Derby ferry He was chased by a great crested newt named Terry Terry wanted the device for his Great Aunt Mary Mary heard of this and said to her brother Larry Who wants an obsolete stupid antiquated blackberry? Larry did not tell her, but...

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We’d fill our buckets to the brim-- my brother, sis, and I-- and rush the juicy berries home for Grandma’s cobbler pie, our oatmeal, or for Mama’s jam . . . sweet scenes from days gone by. Those berries came to mean much more than something good to eat. They symbolize my innocence before I was to meet the complex workings of...

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Blackberry flowers Lilac petals Granny's kitchen apron...

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You know the look that you get The sandy summing up of your worth Can be peach positive or neon negative Can feel good like green spring or hurt Like a forest fire red burning potential Matters not if the look is unintentional Even karma kids do it as if a reflex No need to shout or get upset at...

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My love tastes like strawberry wine He is made from fruit of my mind I prayed for his chocolate divine Kisses so engaging one loses time My love smells like frosted rain Dripping intoxicating like pink champagne I could never leave you I am trained To be loyal and true to your gain My love feels like silky cashmere Warm and charmed...

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Sometimes I'm sweet sometimes I’m sour I am of seed and purple flower power I can be crazy while same time sane Tis God who gave me eccentric brain I don’t do horror too sensitive Because tomorrow I’d rather live Watching good things having good dreams Instead of the flashbacks haunting me Flashbacks of trauma from the past Of pain and drama of a...

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A bottle of Blackberry wine Taken from a shared glass, Items of clothing strewn About the summer grass. Two semi naked figures One a girl, one a boy  Relaxing in the sunshine After a period of joy. They didn't need the wine To loosen their inhibitions, Things just happen naturally In such pleasant situations. No, they didn't need the wine But afterwards it was so nice, And maybe a good...

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I stopped along the trail, enticed by the blackberries there. Wishing I had brought a pail to pick an abundance to share. But no pail was to be had. so I stood there enjoying a taste, Making my heart quite glad that today I was in no haste. Remembering years gone by, when blackberry picking we'd go. Baking them into a pie good enough to...

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I adore blackberries I must admit fresh, ripe, big, juicy, heavy summer berries delicious to eat growing wild in a country dappled meadow then, picking a bucket...

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I am a blackberry fruit Dark and shiny and plump Growing wildly on the roadside Sprawled on an old tree stump I'm fragrant and enticing Admit it, I know you fancy me You just can't resist my charms I'm a tasty bite and free Think jams, puddings and pies Sweet treats galore I proffer Come over...

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Would you like a piece of blackberry pie? Oh, yes, he said, oh, my, oh, my! Blackberries are antioxidants you know. I had no idea and told him so. Blackberries on ice cream or even in cake. Blackberry jam after a kiss. Blackberry pie, it is great for goodness sake! I salivate thinking of this. They are a terrific source of...

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Oh, tempter, displaying your unripe ruby fruit, Easy pickings for the lazy, raffish masses While staying your ripe royal lushness out of reach Behind thorn barriers to tear the hides of men Greedy to press their lips against your swollen skin, Then gentle bite, receive your bitter-sweet reward....

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Blackberry ink explodes in my mouth That bitter flavour I’ve grown to tolerate Keep eating, continue devouring Again and again…why do I do this to myself? Juice so dark, so rich, so deep Favoured in writing messages of adoration Never received, but the intent was present Never bitten, but the fruit was...

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Blackberries to me are one of natures fine treasures Fruit jewels that give many culinary pleasures. The berries are versatile with nutritional health benefits And wildlife safe haven under densely grown thickets. Nature gives plenty for us all to share But be aware and pick them with care. Covered in thorns over each entwined stem Defence of its own blackberry briar realm. ...

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