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A poem what my old fellta writ...

Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 5:33 pm
by Silver Ether
He is a bit of a poet but a lazy one ... he wrote this for me one day when I came back from berry picking ... and it true hedgewitch style complete with twigs in my hair ... :lol:

Thought I would share, here.

Blackberries.

Blackberries,
Natures sweet bounty.
Searched for by eager eyes
`neath warm autumnal skies.
Eaten fresh with custard,
Cream, in warm light crusted pies.
This gift from Mother Earth
However, its harvest looks like fun
But you may disagree
When a bramble scores your bum.
And how the hawthorn soldiers` spears,
Prick juice stained
Embattled hands,
Now swollen, red and sore
Stung by a nettle,
The one you never saw.
Perhaps free food,
You may reflect,
In monetary terms,
Would be better left
To insects, birds and worms.

GAZZ 2oo5.

Re: A poem what my old fellta writ...

Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 5:39 pm
by old tree man
thats a great poem, until i came on this site i never really took too poetry at all but the isher's are converting this old heathen to some culture :oops: you watch i shall be quoting wordsworth next :lol: :flower:

Re: A poem what my old fellta writ...

Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 6:04 pm
by Milims
old tree man wrote: :oops: you watch i shall be quoting wordsworth next :lol: :flower:

Yea - as in
"I wandered lonely as a cloud
O'er hills and grassy banks
I stepped upon a mans bare bum
And heard a a womans voice say thanks!" :lol:

Re: A poem what my old fellta writ...

Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 7:17 pm
by Silver Ether
:lol: oh thats a goodun ...