Summer Wine

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Sat, 15 Aug 2015
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8 comments
 
‘Season of mists
and mellow fruitfulness...’
of rosehips, and ripe plums
bejewel the tumbled twilight 
of thicket and spinney... 
 
And of blackberries,
the caviar of hedgerows
for now’s the time,
when the hours
twixt sun and shade
grow much more pressing.
 
Our eager bowls
set down on dew-soaked
grass; wasps wax 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 Summer Wine
in its consummation.
 
 
Certificate PG
Poem
Silver Spun Sand Poems
Inspiration Point (work that responds to our weekly writing cue)

Comments

Submitted by Bee on

This is so rich and juicy, Tina. One of my favourites of yours so far.

Bee

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Gosh Bee...thank yousmiley

Tina

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

II enjoyed the picture of juicy blackberrying too, amidst the tangled branches! An autumn joy to come. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Hi there, Rhiannon...not sure about autumn, I've had pounds and pounds of blackberries already, both from my bushes in the garden and the hedgerows.  Apparently, conditions have been just right and it is an early, bumper year for fruit.

So pleased you enjoyed, and so very many thanks for letting me know.

Tinasmiley

 

Submitted by Denzella on

Hello TIna,

Oh, the power of your description made me want to go blackberrying straight away and as I'm frightened of wasps if they've 'gorged fit to bust'  then I might risk it.  You see so much in nature that I never see so I read your poems to have a window on your world.  Excellent poem but then you never disappoint.

Moya

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Many thanks to you, Moya, and I do so hope you are OK.

We have hoards of wasps at the moment, at least two nests in the field, so I have to steer very clear.  Unfortunately they do enjoy our blackberries, and it is a constant battle with them trying to pick any.  This year I haven't got stung, but in recent years I haven't been so luckysad

Great to hear from you, and I hope you  have a wasp-free, peaceful Sunday.

Tina

 

Submitted by hilary west on

Keats has certainly inspired you, you may even make him green. Lovely lush words and phrases in this one, SSS.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Indebted, hilary. Indebtedsmiley

SSS