Blackberry Wine

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Wed, 06 Oct 2010
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25 comments
 

‘Season of mists
and mellow fruitfulness...’
And of blackberries,
the caviar of hedgerows;
September’s the time,
when the hours
between sun and shade
get more pressing.

Our plastic bowls
set down on dew-soaked
grass; wasps grow drowsy.
No more the need
to fight them off
as, tipsy, they gorge,
fit to bust.

The berries yield
to our touch – rich,
ripe, and shouting
to be picked – joining
mouth, teeth and tongue
in succulent oneness.

On tiptoe we sieve
through a criss-cross
of twigs – tangled
like mermaids’ tresses...
Branches stripped bare,
looking on through
to a fathomless blue.
And, for a moment,

our minds are emptied
of all others but this...
right here, right now;
how red are your lips,
and how sweet is
our blackberry wine
in its consummation.

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Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
How wonderful are your words, this is such a beautiful poem, you seem to know exactly what I like, one of my favourite wines blackberry, just saying it makes me want to have a drink. Your poem reminds me of my walk last Saturday in Severnak Forest, there were people foraging for blackberries, but they are coming to the end of their life now. Jenny.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Thank you, Jenny. So glad you enjoyed this. We are lucky and have a bounty of blackberries which border our garden. They really do make wonderful wine, and ours at their best now;-) Tina

 

Submitted by MistakenMagic on
Some absolutely delicious images here, dear Tina. I love: 'Our plastic bowls set down on dew-soaked grass; wasps grow drowsy. No more the need to fight them off as, tipsy, they gorge, fit to bust.' I can picture the scene so vividly. Well done! Magic xxx

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Thanks so much for taking the time to read this, Magic, in your more than busy life now. I much appreciate it and I am so glad you enjoyed;-) Tina xxx

 

Submitted by Kahdai on
Part before last is lovely! It is all ofcourse! K x

"I will make sense with a few reads \^^/ "

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Kahdai - thank you for reading so carefully, and for your 'lovely' comment;-) Tina x

 

Submitted by Kahdai on
WWelcome very Tina! I always do to read carefully! I try to understand every word K x

"I will make sense with a few reads \^^/ "

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
I know you do, Kahdai;-)Tina x

 

Submitted by rjnewlyn on
Excellent - full of atmosphere and autumn. I liked the caviar of hedgerows line. Rob

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Much appreciated, Rob. Thanks so much for reading and commenting in your usual, inimitable style;-) Tina

 

Submitted by fatboy74 on
Some very beautiful lines in an excellently crafted poem. Very much enjoyed - well done Tina. :-)

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Really pleased with such a positive comment, Fatboy. Means a lot;-) Tina

 

Submitted by Highhat on
Hi I like the way you split the stanzas so the poem just continues fluently. Very nice atmospheric poem. I have picked blackberries as well this season. Just go for a walk and there they are in abundancy. Lovely;) Thanks for the atmosphere Tina- well done pia ;)

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
My thanks to you, Pia;-) Yes - blackberrying is wonderful and I'm glad you enjoyed the poem too. Tina;-)

 

Submitted by littleditty on
succulent! Autumn by Tina -splendid! :)

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
What a way with words you have, ld;-) Hope things are well with you. Tina;-)xx

 

Submitted by Firebird on
A beautiful poem , Tina :)x

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Thank you, Firebird;-) Tina

 

Submitted by Geoffrey on
Love the plastic bowls...tipsy they gorge fit to bust. Cried my eyes out on this one. It just hit the spot. I have a friend who I'm trying to get to join, she does this to me every time she write a poem. I think my sense of humour makes me susceptible in a strange way I suppose I keep my softer side too repressed.

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Maybe you do, Geoffrey, but I thank you so much for your kind words and I do hope your friend joins. The more the merrier;-) Tina

 

Submitted by RachelPatricia on
Better late than never - this is wonderful, Tina. I agree with everything that has been said, and wish I'd have read this sooner so I could've said some of it myself! You have a great talent for setting the scene - how I wish I was a tipsy wasp nestled in amongst those berries right now :) Well done on the cherry, much enjoyed this, Rachel xx

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Rachel - you seem to have quite a way with words yourself;-) Thanks for your lovely comment. Tina xx

 

Submitted by RachelPatricia on
You're too kind, Tina - thank you, and you're very welcome :) Rachel xx

Submitted by kheldar on
This has brought back to me the memory of a child sitting on a Welsh holiday hillside eating still warm bread and scavenging for windberries amongst the undergrowth (otherwise known as the sheep's toilet - but hey, we were sturdier then) Unfortunately I am now allergic to all fresh fruiy (and veg) but thanks for bringing a happy memory to the forefront of my mind. Oh... and well done on such a great piece. :--) xxx

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Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
What a shame about your allergy... and the sheep's toilet;-) My daughter is allergic to many foods too, especially ones containing flour, etc. Anyway, thanks for reading and I am glad this one brought back good memories. Tina xxx