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Food Fruit Garden Poetry

Wild Blackberry

Salford, 21st June 2020

flown in over field and dale

landed among the town’s bracken and bush

entangled in some weird hug with the original bush

where expert eyes, pick up the most sumptuous berries

inspected, and sent off to the kitchen – spending time

next to the sugar and pectin – for creating a tasty jam

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Birds Character Emotions Nature Poetry

Blush

Blush

bright as a button

long rows of garden plants

unassumingly hide their colourful wares

somewhere under a mass of green leaves

hopefully though, the shy fruits will be spotted before the birds get them

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Food Fruit Garden

Blackberries

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Hidden away among a mountain of leaves

the humble blackberry grows on its branch

biding its time till a meeting awaits

when it drops down into a sugary pool

and parties with its pals

no selfies needed here – they’re all jammin’

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Colours Food Fruit Garden Nature Strawberries

Wild Strawberry

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Hiding away in bushes and hedgerows

little red berries await to be found

playing peek-a-boo under the greens

nothing much like their wimbledon cousins

their juicyness comes from being free in the wind

pleasant if you pick them at the perfect time

tasty enough without sugar and cream

sweetness coming direct from the sun

that peeps through their hiding place

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Food Fruit Poetry Strawberries

Strawberries

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Strawberries Red, sit in their patch of Green,
trying to hide in the spaces between.
But it is well known, that they will be found,
by the army of pickers in the fields on the ground

With leaves of Green, and fruit deep Red,
They sit there in their warm flowery bed.
Soon heading for jam in the village cream tea
with cream from the cow in th’next field named Daisy

Choosing these fellows  you have to be quick!
Small Strawberries often avoid the pick
Only attracting the butterfly’s eye
as larger strawberries get picked going by.

Some are sent out
to where tennis is played,
and alongside the champers’ the berries are laid.
Out in Green punnets, and eaten by those,
Watching the championship highs and their lows

Or they’re sent off by tractors,
to the farmers shed.
Where the workers make ice-cream,
these berries are led.

“Come find us!”, they laughed,
they were teasing..
but now they reside
in a place that is freezing!