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Array ( [sid] => 114557 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Bama Berries [time] => 2006-02-09 16:48:57 [hometext] => Reading Naomi Shihab Nye's poem about figs made me think about one of my favorite seasonal activites I do with my family on my cousin's farm. For the simple moments we all cherish so dearly. [bodytext] => A golden sun blazes in a sapphire sky,
ruby Alabama clay coats our shoes
as we pluck the precious gems
from the jade vines.
Laughing, we work around the thorns;
We eat as much as we pick.

This is my heaven,
picking berries with my kin.
Dark, juicy fruit for many purposes.
Tart sweetness melting on the tongue,
a refreshing contrast to the humidity.

Here is where love dwells most pure;
my memory and my cherished gift
It cannot be taken, like my name.
The heat of the sun on my head,
the warmth of joy in my heart.
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Bama Berries

Contributed by mlcstar on Thursday, 9th February 2006 @ 04:48:57 PM in AEST
Topic: FamilyPoems

A golden sun blazes in a sapphire sky,
ruby Alabama clay coats our shoes
as we pluck the precious gems
from the jade vines.
Laughing, we work around the thorns;
We eat as much as we pick.

This is my heaven,
picking berries with my kin.
Dark, juicy fruit for many purposes.
Tart sweetness melting on the tongue,
a refreshing contrast to the humidity.

Here is where love dwells most pure;
my memory and my cherished gift
It cannot be taken, like my name.
The heat of the sun on my head,
the warmth of joy in my heart.

Copyright © mlcstar ... [ 2006-02-09 16:48:57]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Bama Berries (User Rating: 1 )
by Opinionator on Thursday, 9th February 2006 @ 07:46:47 PM AEST
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I have read that poem and can see the connection. I enjoyed the imagery. I am glad to finally find a decent poem on this site.

Re: Bama Berries (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Thursday, 9th February 2006 @ 10:07:59 PM AEST
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im with oppinionater on this one fellow alabamian =] as for picking berries, even though some of my family do grow a variety of things ive never participated in any of it-and this poem makes me wish that i did. excellent poem indeed. i especially liked your word usage in this.

Re: Bama Berries (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Friday, 10th February 2006 @ 12:39:31 AM AEST
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What a great write. There is something about working out in the sunshine. My stepfather made home made wine. I always enjoyed cutting the grapes. Thanks for sharing, Peace, Laura

Re: Bama Berries (User Rating: 1 )
by Spike on Friday, 10th February 2006 @ 07:05:13 AM AEST
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A beautiful, nostalgic piece that called up similar memories from my long crystalized and buried store. Vivid, clear images enveloping a poem that says to me, so long as you remember, you are. Thanks for posting.

Spike

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