Robin Pratt

Utter Perfection - Poem by Robin Pratt

Blackberry (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
A warm September evening
The birds happy
the sun bright
my dog hunting for rabbits and squirrels
still and barmy
happy and chilled
The air live with the buzzing of insects
them like me
seeking natures bountiful harvest.
Tonight the brambles laden
with heavy blackberries
each tastes different; slightly or lots
some sharp some sweet
ready or not too
Now this one
warm to the touch from the kiss of the sun's rays
bursts in my mouth
sweet, fragrant, delightful
the most perfect taste of a blackberry ever.
Savour the moment, the sensation
heady exotic
natures bountiful harvest
utterly perfect!

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 22, 2012

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