It’s that time of the year.
The sun exhales sweet air into my lungs, as the ground gives with my every step.
I am the intricate swirl of the Alpha and the Omega
Connecting the two tips of the world
Amidst the leaves circling my ankles
I see them.
Ripe, plump, undeniably abundant.
Who better to retrieve the fruit of season’s labor than my manicured hands upon tailored clothes
Pick after succulent pick the red juice flows down my limbs.
My barrel is full yet these vines have so much more to relinquish to me.
How can I deprive them of their divine passage?
Their true purpose nothing more than my satisfaction
So relentlessly
I stuff my pockets,
My shirt,
Even my socks
Until strawberry juice bleeds down my limbs and soaks my garments.
And yet,
as I feel the sticky sweet run alongside my veins
I remain unsatisfied.
It’s fall now.
The field is bereft.
My pockets stay dry.
But soon we’ll be planning on planting in the patch that runs barren
And vines will tangle and intertwine with the berries that once were.
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ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful Arj, I can imagine my self standing in the sun. Your use of imagery is fantastic.
ReplyDeleteI really like how personal and descriptive you made this poem. I could really picture dozens of people gathering to pick strawberries. My favorite line is "Until strawberry juice bleeds down my limbs and soaks my garments" because it is very descriptive and gives the reader a solid image of what is happening in your poem.
ReplyDeleteI love every time you talk about the strawberry juice, its so engaging and so much fun to read.
ReplyDeleteYou have such beautiful imagery, it truly makes me feel like I'm with you in the strawberry fields. This is such a pretty poem, it makes me really happy to read.
ReplyDeleteYour imagery is so beautiful and engaging, it makes this poem really fun and interesting to read. I especially like the line, The sun exhales sweet air into my lungs, as the ground gives with my every step," it really transports you to the scene you describe.
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