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Eggs and Berries

Spring blooms are brokering deals
Seducing the movers and shakers
To trip the light fantastic
Moving pollen from stamen to pistol
That bring the swell of fruit
Swollen pink, luscious reds
Brokering deals to disperse seeds
If I'll just bring you to my lips...

Bottle fed kitten salvaged from scrap heap
Still tries to play with swollen belly
She was only just big enough to follow
Her feline friends on forays in the forest
We scented, but never saw her seducer
There will be kittens underfoot

Cuddling baby Jack 5:30 Easter Sunday morning
How my little finger and thumb cradle his back
Exactly the same fit when I lower my sweetheart's
Head to the pillow, Lifelong companion
Granddaughter hunting eggs in hint of snow
Falling with my tears
They moved so far away

Author notes

Visiting grandkids at Easter, two states away

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  • ea silver member
    July 27, 2008
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    This is a little disjointed for my taste though I like the first and third stanzas on their own very much. There is some nice humor in the first with the idea of blooms brokering the bees and the third stanza is very moving, probably because I am so far from home, it's actually impossible for my children to know their grandparetns well or see much of them at all.


  • grannyeri gold member
    April 16, 2007

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    Such wonderful visuals in these lines - sentiments well expressed in these lines - easy to read and understand. Nice to see grandkids, sounds like not often enough here. Signs of spring all through these verses -


  • Night Hope gold member
    April 15, 2007
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    "Cuddling baby Jack 5:30 Easter Sunday morning
    How my little finger and thumb cradle his back
    Exactly the same fit when I lower my sweetheart's
    Head to the pillow, Lifelong companion"

    I agree with Carol's assessment, Ben~Jammin'...Deep, wonderful, soulful, loving...Beautiful penning, Scribe...Good luck in the contest, my Friend... Wanda


  • CarolDesjarlais silver member
    April 15, 2007

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    thre is something deep and wonderful about this poem.... the beauty of a berry in the snow, a grandchild..a lover.... all in that slipping white coverlet to become a precious memory.....

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