Blackberries (random writing thread)

by Keira Pickard   Dec 30, 2020


When Summer grew fruitful, we first knew
Where the ripe, delicious blackberries grew.
We set off at once before anyone else
Could reach them and help themselves.
No, they couldn't, they were ours to take,
To carry home and make blackberry cake!
Our hands grew spotted with bramble thorns,
The plastic bags we carried became torn,
We couldn't help but snatch a few
When no one was looking, just one or two.
Though tell-tale juice coated us, no one cared-
There were hundreds and thousands of fruits to be shared.
We'd march home, triumphant, our bags brimming,
Deciding that no life was worth living
Without blackberries!

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Keira Pickard 2020

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  • 1 month ago

    by Rab

    Enjoyed readin yer wee story aboot blackberries.......made me hungry

    • 1 month ago

      by Keira Pickard

      Haha, luckily I had food ready after I wrote it! Thank you.

  • 1 month ago

    by Milly Hayward

    This takes me back to when I was a child. When BlackBerry picking was a great adventure. Somethings thankfully never change. An excellent piece. Well done on the win. Muc deserved. Milly x

    • 1 month ago

      by Keira Pickard

      One small happy thing that never changes :)
      Thank you!

  • 1 month ago

    by M.Useless

    Excellent work. Brought back summertime memories that were buried beneath decades worth of mental snapshots. Thank you for sharing.

  • 2 months ago

    by Fray Bluestorm

    gosh, Keira! Reminds me of when I go to the BlackBerry fields near my house in the summer xx :)

    • 2 months ago

      by Keira Pickard

      It was based on my own experiences! Thank you xx

  • 2 months ago

    by Anthony

    It seems you have your father’s flair for writing, congratulations on your win!

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