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Trickle of a creek
swamp forest
hugging the bucket
of blueberries
blackberry patch
the secret beds
made by deer
Poems on the topic: blueberry
Poems on the topic “blueberry” on Poets.by.
Blueberrying: four haiku
sawgrass
the crickets fall silent
when the wind blows
blueberry bog
the soft clink of car keys
in my pocket
blue star
at the end of each berry
filling the bucket
picking berries
against the winter
a fly on my lip
* * *
Deep in the woods, a small sun-starved blueberry bush is having its best year ever: it produced a flower for the first time—a perfect yellow bell!—and a forest bumblebee with pollen on her feet found its nectar. Now the green berry swells.
What bird will find it when it assumes the color of the sky? How far might its seeds travel? That’s how suddenly the future can change on you.
forest floor
striped with shadows
swallowtail
Landscape with scolding wren
through gaps in the hills
a river of fog
and me here on this wren’s powerline right-of-way
eating lowbush blueberries
Vessels
The perfect pits
in the snow around
the lowbush blueberry stems
awaken in me
the old urge to collect—a museum
of pots and bronzes,
and in the plaza,
a fountain that accommodates
every coin-sized absence…
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