Sunday, December 28, 2014

Blackberries / Briars Comments

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There are no blackberries
in the wind;
no juice
slips from my lips.
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Frank Avon
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Paul Brookes 28 December 2014

Beautiful and lyric poem of winter but with just a hint of next years fruit as in. 'Last year's briars are brittle and brown; next year's green and grasping. I love this poem Thanks for sharing

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Pulaski, TN
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