Treasure Island

Ronald James de Langen


Blackberry Picking


A wonderfull day is unfolding.
A child has gone blackberry picking.
Along a thorn freckled hillside,
these bursting fruits do reside.
Nary a cloud in the sky.
Only sunshine by and by.
Nature’s gladdest moment does shine,
All along that slope of mine.
A happy jaunt in his step,
For blackberry thoughts do pep.
Later on after a culling’s done,
its off to home with berries won.

Submitted: Thursday, November 17, 2011
Edited: Friday, November 18, 2011

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  • Smoky Hoss (12/26/2011 8:28:00 AM)

    There is something amazing about being out-n-about within nature; this poem has captured that essence well. (Report) Reply

  • Kee Thampi (11/24/2011 7:34:00 PM)

    a pen of wise king love to be read
    A wonderfull day is unfolding.
    A child has gone blackberry picking.
    Along a thorn freckled hillside,
    these bursting fruits do reside.
    Nary a cloud in the sky.
    Only sunshine by and by. (Report) Reply

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