Short Blackberries Poems
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in the sunshine
a blackberry blossoms
winter's summer pudding
blackberries
above the nettles-
just out of reach
Blackberries ripen
Fat field mice feast upon them
Leaner times ahead
Contest : One Haiku Contest
Unplaced
I stop to eat them
so ripe succulent and sweet
darkly delicious
afternoon music
joins the raptures of the hour
golden in all ways
The blackberry bush
Staining my fingertips, a
Sweetness worth the mess
The sun's going down
Grab as many one can hold
Painted crimson hands
the banana split breakfast
in glass bottom boat
blackberries and raspberries
afloat in yogurt
almonds, coconut
silver spoon
S W E E T
1/15/2019
Blackberries washed right streight from the vine
with milk and sugar in a bowl is just fine
and into the fridge for a sec or two
a delightful treat just for You.
Blueberries discourage diabetes and heart disease
red raspberries can protect you from cancer
blackberries help prevent gum disease
But I eat them because they are baked into a delicious pie.
A somber dawn breaks upon a hillside
strewn with hedges of dew
drenched blackberries
Written 8/19/22
FIRST PLACE
Your Thoughts On Blackberries Contest
Sponsor: Matt Caliri
August waves its goodbye
More April shower ,than Summer day;
September settle,warm and mellow
Blackberries,grass green turns to yellow.
Inspired by Ezea Pound's Image d'Orleans
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Pick your bush clean.
"You can fill
your bucket faster ,
and have more time to play".
When my Mom was picking blackberries,
long sleeves and jeans.
My Grandmother would tell her kids,
Pick your bush clean
R. Damone 2014
If it rained, she would become
Soft like blackberries
But now it doesn't rain
Not even in length
Sometimes I shout and hurt
So that she bursts into tears
If firefly takes, it's raining
And decorate her with its light!
blackberries growing beside the road
scratchy vines protecting their load
stop the car!
no need for a bucket made of tin
purple juice running down the chin
better by far!
Barbara Gorelick
Tail-Rhyme contest
they are delicious
natural and fresh
most have a sweetness
healthy and wholesome
great in cereal
warm blackberries
tomatoes too
fresh from garden
sweet and tasty
strawberries
blueberries
bananas
apples
oranges
fruit
.
Ripened Blackberries
Fall to ground to germinate...
Gentle hand grasp ate
Blackberries are juicy and sweet
And very delicious to eat.
For me though, I think,
Are those I can drink-
Blackberry liqueur is my treat!
July 29, 2022
Contest: Your Thoughts on Blackberries
Sponsor: Matt Caliri
dark berries of vine,
quench up this overdue thirst.
sweet juices, divine,
rest on my deserted tongue,
colour me, how you desire.
07 August 2022
'Your thoughts on Blackberries' Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Matt Caliri
57577 syllable count
My mind sighs blackberries
and a moonstruck melody
plays along my spine
as I soak up the fruited juice
of I love you coloring your lips.
The cherry blush of breathless,
And a smile amid the wash
Of blueberry eyes, should indicate
My intended reply.
Writing the Poem
by Ayesha Karim
I am alive.
I am breathing.
I thank God that I have the sweetest Life.
Blackberries surround me.
I talk on my new Blackberry mobile phone.
I call. I text friends and family.
I seek clarity.
I discover clairvoyance that began as Insight.
This is a town so nice.
They had to name it twice.
Up here in the Pacific Northwest,
it is a place better than most of the rest.
Nearby grow apples and cherries.
There are also good blackberries and raspberries.
Living in this small city is fun.
It is known as WALLA WALLA, WASHINGTON.
The taste of wild blackberries on her lips,
And the grains of vanilla on her cheek,
The tingle of brambles brushed my eyes
When I kissed the velvet physique.
A tang on the tongue of aniseed
When shuddering gasped a torrid peak,
The taste of wild blackberries then once more
And vanilla on her cheek.
"Fresh Jueju"
When those blackberries of memory drop
from your windows of Summer crushed fresh
as a julep against your flawed wintry grounds
collect them in your minted cup and raise a toast
to what was and what will be
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
Juju
Jueju
Blackberries big as my thumb
Grew along our country lane
I'd fill a pail for my Mom
For her to deal with
She'd fix blackberries with cream
And jams for her fresh baked bread
Plus luscious blackberry pies
Gratifying me
Placed No. 2 Sara Kendrick's "A Pleasant Childhood Memory" Contest - June 2012
August
Along the backroads black-eyed susans snooze
Unfazed and unaffected by August’s humid hand
Growing tall with Queen Anne’s Lace beside roadside stands,
Utopias of sweet white corn, farm fresh beans and blackberries,
Shaded by shadows of leafy walnut trees, a dusty road romance,
Tabernacles of tranquility in summer’s fertile siestas.
blackberries relished, picked, coated
with sugar, fingers deliciously stained.
the tonic bumps twirl with my tongue
the sweetness and berry bravado
of childhood, picking and tasting
this satiating serendipity for one.
i wonder if my sisters and brother
found the wild bramble?
or is it all mine -
this mine of sweet black fruit.
8/4/2022
Vibrant colors everywhere
Plush pastels say you care
Natural tones always Fair
Brightly bitter blackberries show your flare
Shades of Gray challenge you to dare
Willowy Whispers of yellow warn to beware
Beveled baby blues- light spring wear
Marshmallow Cloudpuffs Float On Air
Deepened Purple Thunder makes Stormy Weatherwear
Blood orange sunflowers remain quite debonair