In response to Jupiter Jane's "Just stop and listen": an adult poem for an adult poet who knows I care.

[Parkinson_Schmarkinson]

This was written before JJ posted "Hippy Chick", changing everything.

CALAMITY JANE

Tell me about the last best berry

fat and red and unashamed

you plucked warm from the sun

with trembling fingertips

and how you licked your lips

and placed it in your mouth

just so.

Tell me of the moment

when, for your pleasure,

you bore down hard,

releasing the earthy essence,

tart and sweet as late summertime

that lingered on your tongue

as you swallowed

deeply, satisfied.

Tell me, Jane, did you sigh then

with loss, with contentment,

with grateful amazed clarity

that even a strawberry

can be crazy in love with you?

Life is a brutal beast, a bully, a brat.

And yet in all its arbitrary calamities

it delivers grace notes here and there,

because that is how it happens to be.

Tell me you know, dear sister

and hold on tight to life

There are more berries coming.

Dear sister, hold on.

[Court]

Really enjoyed this - made me think.

Thank you foir sharing it.

[shasha]

that is beautiful - thank you xxx

[DeParkiePoet]

In every brutal Beast a few notes of Grace betrayed randomly...

Fabulous!

[jupiterjane]

An exceptional poem from an exceptional poet! I love every word! Thank You My Friend!

Jupiterjane

I don't know if I could find "my berry" again, but I will try, Oh!, how I'll try!!

[AndyC]

I do believe we are in poets corner!.....some great poetry, very inspiring, thankyou for posting