The The Poetry of Brian Langley

This is one of a series of my 8 line poems
It is quite a challenge to write an entire story in just a few lines.


Picking Blackberries


We kids went picking blackberries; ‘round Easter time it was;
We didn’t take too many home: the reason was because
As soon as we had picked some, we just had to have a taste;
We found they were delicious, so with lots and lots of haste
We picked till there were no more left, and ate near every one
And after just an hour or so, our picking time was done:
Was just a handful we took home, and they were sour and green
And told our Mums the honest truth - there’s none there to be seen.


(c) Brian Langley  December 2008

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