fresh picked blueberries
stimulate poetic pens ~
my muse just wants pie
Lizard was slurping down his blueberry in the most luscious way.
Making lovely trickling down the face noises on this happy Monday.
I had never seen anyone else enjoy blueberries as much as this guy.
By the time he finished snatching up blueberries, I had to cancel the pie.
A baby boomer, late bloomer, at times a doom and gloom er.
Eats blueberries, says Hail Mary's, believes in leprechauns and fairies.
Works on commission, has good nutrition, too impatient to ever go fishing.
Sings in C, off key but always very happily.
Never a stoic, brave and heroic. Lately feeling mesozoic.
Blueberries, nuts, assorted fruits
Spinach, kale, and vegetable roots
One glass of Cabernet each night
Walk, then meditate--get it right
Running from aging, you can see
Alas, time has caught up with me!
February 1, 2022
Chippy and Chipper,
playing in my yard;
a hoard of blueberries
surround tiny hole
near my garage door;
Chipper pops out and lightening
dashes for my pear trees...
a pause says, "hello"...
the foraging resumes and
the morning ritual has begun.
Part of my family went pick'n blueberries
Kaizley only 18 months old picked quite a few
She was a pound heavier when she left the bush
Taking care of the lower limbs, she came away blue
Karter was busy reaching in the middle
A handful in his mouth, he was quite subtle
Then a handful in his bag, as swift as a fly
I could say that even he guttled
Phyllis several feet taller reached into the top
She loved to get the rabbit eye kind
And in her mouth they'd pop
A few handfuls in her bag so berries reclined
Long she will remember her day at mom's
She can tell her grandchild about blueberry bushes
Life on the farm and how it sometimes isn't easy
But picking those blueberries is fun and also hiding in the rushes
Cherries and Blueberries
Fresh cherries, red-ripened under the sun,
Are picked in the orchard, plump and succulent.
And blueberries plucked from bushes in the wild
Are mouth-wateringly tasty when crushed in the mouth.
Absolutely delicious when used as fillings,
In brimming-over tarts, or between pie crust layers.
Or dusted with sugar and crème poured over,
Enjoyed separately or with combined flavours together.
Blueberry pancakes and cherry waffles for breakfast,
And muffins bursting inside with juicy, sweet goodness;
Tops and stumps, or sliced lengthwise, then smeared with butter,
Exuding fruity aromas to satisfy our palates.
I came upon some blueberries
While strolling through a country woods.
So big, so plump and very ripe
And they were growing all around.
I was amazed that no one had
Yet come by here and picked them all.
So, from my pocket I took out
A shopping bag and set about
To pick as many as I could
Before the sun of day went down.
But, when I turned they’d disappeared
And they were no where to be found.
I could not believe my two eyes
That they were there and now were gone.
But, that was it and my secret
I’ve never told a soul but you.
W.C.Hull © 2020-14-7-WCH-2-22
W.C.Hull © 2020-14-7-H1481-2591-I53-K53-4-L61-4
blueberries ripen
ready to be picked for a pie....
tail wagging dog eats
I did not know that dogs liked blueberries.
blueberry smoothie
my daily breakfast
includes blue berries
in my smoothie
blueberry, strawberry, oranges
banana, pineapple,
home made kefir
kale
spinach
wheat grass
macca root
apple cider vinegar
coconut oil
stevia
honey
cinnamon
all blended to perfection
that is my daily breakfast
fit for a champion
tweeter speak prompt
Oh how I love blueberries!
Those tiny round baubles of blue, energize my very being.
Soft, sweet pebble blues, floating in my yogurt
make my tongue dance and palate sing; of all fruits, they are my favorite.
Blueberries raw or baked in a pie; blueberry cobbler, muffins or juice;
it matters not the form I enjoy; blueberries keep me from being blue.
Except for when, my cat, swallowed a blueberry muffin wrapper and got her stomach pumped; but that was an accident you see; she loves blueberries, like me.
If I were reincarnated as fruit, I’d want to be a blueberry;
to be eaten and highly cherished by, a blueberry devotee like me.
Blue baubles floating in cream
Blueberry dreams fly
On anti-oxidant wings;
I soar to new heights
Such flavor delights;
Love fruity
Sweets!
Blueberries rushing down five at a time
from loaded branches tom-tom the bottom
of a coffee can until growing numbers
mute the beat. Super pickers fill
two cans an hour in bumper season.
Pies and muffins march from ovens
and cereal looks richer than a lapis crown.
In blueberry time we reach to the highest hoards.
On these gems of the Sun we feast like lords.
Warm, gently flavoured
blueberry lemon pancakes
syrup and whipped creme
Blueberries on a bush
blooms a sweet indigo
berry wearing a crown
Blissful taste oven warm
baked in a pie, muffins,
buttered warm pancakes, or
blended breakfast smoothie
8/16/2016
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