A singular collection of twig like branches
Curled and crinkled in every direction
They open up and provide an earthen gift
Pointed tips of viridescent leaves bare the fruit with beautiful black orbs of sweetness
When picked and bitten into, a pleasantly saccharine juice is taken in
The love and happiness of this plant being felt within
Another being of life using its resources to support the other
This wonderful blackberry bush is jovial, like me, in the summer.
-JJ
YOU ARE READING
This is the way I feel
PoetryA compilation of poems I have written, displaying how I feel about certain things in my life, and just life in general. (Cover of the story drawn by me - JJ) I will try to publish a new poem every Tuesday and Sunday. If you would like an explanati...
