Each juicy pillowed berry
\nSits atop the thorny ground
\nPart of the ebb of August
\nThe brambles rambling sound
\nA sweetness and a tartness
\nAn excitement now all through
\nClinging to that old brick wall
\nLike all wild berries do<\/p>\n
In the shadows glinting sunlight
\nWhere the spiders like to crawl
\nThrough the greenery of summer
\nWhere the blossoms often fall
\nPerched on high I find you
\nIn a spikey frame of mind
\ntasting that wild goodness
\nSo often underlined<\/p>\n
Nothing really uniform about you
\nI can say
\nThere are no similarities on any given day
\nUnderneath the moon at night
\nUnderneath the sun
\nIn the rain of eventide
\nYes you are the one<\/p>\n
The berry of the shadows
\nThe berry of the dark
\nBursting with sweet blood like wine
\nIt’s where you leave your mark
\nReminding me to taste you
\nThough I first must feel your thorn
\nDrawing blood from my poor fingers
\nWhere the thorn has torn<\/p>\n
The bramble let it amble
\nLet it ramble as I gamble
\nIt’s like a crop of miscellany
\nA jumble of desire
\nEach has a subtle fullness
\nA panic of the wholesome
\nThe nobleness of summer
\nAnd the reddening of fire<\/p>\n
A haven for the Raven
\nWho may sit upon the wall above
\nCock his head and listen
\nAs you glisten in the light
\nYour softness bears a tribute
\nTo the sweetness loved by insects
\nAnd there you are resplendent
\nJust growing in plain sight<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Each juicy pillowed berry Sits atop the thorny ground Part of the ebb of August The brambles rambling sound A sweetness and a tartness An excitement now all through Clinging to that old brick wall Like all wild berries do … Continue reading