Summer Pickings

Written for:  Carpe Diem Special #199, Hamish’s 5th, a teaser
Write a haibun or kikobun in the same spirit as Hamish:

the aroma of pine
and the young morning’s fresh rain
reach my words

© Hamish Managua Gunn

in touch with the gods
pine trees reaching for heaven –
skylarks sing their song
high against the bright blue sky
in honor of the gods

in honor of the gods
pine trees and skylarks together
reaching for heaven
sending up my prayers and become
in touch with the gods

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

Here is my attempt:

A child in summer, carrying a tin pail, runs
down a dirt hill where blackberries, fat and ripe,
cluster together ready for picking.

She places some in the pail, some on her tongue,
where warm juices burst, and stain her mouth
purple. Bzz! Bzz! Ouch! A jealous bee stings
her on the leg.

taste of nature–
sweet blackberry bushes
sing to child and bees

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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One Response to Summer Pickings

  1. Very nice kikobun Sara … lovely, but painful, scene …

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