Blackberries waiting to be picked <br />At the end of July <br />Guard their treasures with a thorn prick <br />And a black snake nearby <br /> <br />Tasty morsels of purple sprig <br />Hanging savory sweet <br />Stabs your fingers with spiteful twigs <br />So none may ever eat <br /> <br />Both my hands are dripping bloody <br />And I watched the snake's eye <br />Thunderstorms made plucking muddy <br />But Mmmm...Blackberry pie!<br /><br />Pasquale DiMeola<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/summer-bramble-diadem/
