Wild Fruit

In the garden centre nursery, young raspberry plants long
to break free from pots, and run wild
in soil: sharpen up their thorns,
let their pale green leaves unfurl
and plump up ruby globes
fit to burst sweetly
on our tongues –
to be

Kim M. Russell, 27th January 2020

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My poem for dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille: Wild Monday

It’s my turn to host at the dVerse bar this week, where we are going wild and serving up Wild Turkey, Snow Goose and The Famous Grouse. I was inspired by my cup of cranberry and raspberry tea.

56 thoughts on “Wild Fruit

  1. Mmmmmm, sounds delicious! I love raspberries, and marionberries, and blackberries, and tayberries. Okay, now I’m hungry for berries but it’s not berry season yet. And the store-bought off-season berries just aren’t the same.

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  2. Delectable, Kim! I remember our Iowa gardens with the tangled branches of raspberries….and you’ve have to look beneath leaves to find the hidden ones that were most often the plumpest! YUM!

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  3. Raspberries do love to run wild and sharpen their thorns. What I thought would be a lovely border is a lot of work. Love your short poem and the reminder that the burst of sweetness is worth the work. I’m new to dVerse but I don’t know why.

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