Strawberries in Bloom -------------------------------------------
Strawberries bloom among your soul
Scarlet flesh and sun touched seeds.
A soul full of vines
Behind watery eyes
I can feel the pain
Some deep down hurt
Every plant needs dirt,
If it wishes to take root.
So, I admire
Hair of strawberry
Seeping out the top
I tempt a taste
Since some are sweet
And others are not.
Now, you got me
Hanging on the vines
But I figure even crushed fruit
Can be turned into wine.
SWEET. deinfinatly a fave. loved the way you turned the description of fruit into something else. slight personification, i think. guess this is going on my fave list, which is good since its real short. loved the way you didnt drift off as well. made it something real.
L-O-V-E-D the last line! how wonderful!! i'd like to think that too. i loved all the metaphors in this, so beautiful. and it really made me want to eat strawberries, what a craving huh. anyways this was great, excellent imagery! and i loved the vines thing too. ah it was all so great! -steph
very well done here. i enjoyed the shortness of the stanzas and the simple statements. semper fidelis, ey cool soldier. well done. im so rarely around to read any more and i feel bad for missing out on some things. i liked this piece a lot, and cant wait to see more from you in the future. good write. -Q
this poem hits very close to home not just because i have strawberry hair, but because i can relate alot to your words of truth, and your optimistic point of view on being patient with love and waiting for it to bloom. beautiful poem!
Just love the way you used the strawberry metaphor throughout. That's my kind of thing. Especially like how it tied into the strawberry hair, and the fact that "dirt" is required for the strawberries to grow. Really, all of the ways you worked that metaphor are good.
As for the structure/wording, I think I would change "but the stem needs the dirt" to "but the plant needs dirt", because it's not only the stem that needs dirt, and because I don't like repeating too many "the"'s. :)
I love the ideas, and how you used strawberries. It just adds an interesting touch! The BEST line, I thought, was "But I figure even crushed fruit Can be turned into wine." Amazing! Those lines are truly creative and a wonderful was to word that thought. Nice one.
I drew from it an immense sense of longing and even passion. I like what you're saying. I love the last two lines very much: "But I figure even crushed fruit Can be turned into wine." Oh. It's so beautiful. Sometimes the thing that ruins us is the thing that we belong to. I'm pretty sure that that was one thing you were trying to say. I loved this poem. Moving.
beautiful piece christopher! well done here. the vision was superb. the strawberry reference is quite original- its so rare to see a new way to look at old themes, its quite brilliant. i dont think ive ever seen a strawberry in bloom reference ever, in all the thousands of poems ive read. brilliant job. semper my belly button. hehe. -Q