Grateful for Blueberries

Posted on 2021-11-22 by Bartholomew Barker

Grateful for Blueberries

Blueberry pie may be purple
but it tastes like the blue
summer sky reflecting
off a cold mirror lake
in New England.

I brace for the shock
as flavor soaks my tongue
and drown in a sweet
thanksgiving.

(Another prompt combo: blue and gratitude.)

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About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, a collection of poets in the Triangle region of North Carolina where he has hosted a monthly feedback workshop for more than decade. His first poetry collection, Wednesday Night Regular, written in and about strip clubs, was published in 2013. His second, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, a chapbook of food inspired poetry was served in 2017. He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2021. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he lives and writes poetry.
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17 Responses to Grateful for Blueberries

  2. Ali Grimshaw's avatar Ali Grimshaw says:
    2021-11-22 at 20:06

    Happy Thanksgiving. Your poem made me rethink my decision not to make a pie this year.

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  3. Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris's avatar Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris says:
    2021-11-22 at 20:36

    Alas, I must skip dessert every night. But, to read in a poem the delight you obtain from a berry that’s blue and not purple; is well and truly quite delightful.

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  4. Cassa Bassa's avatar Cassa Bassa says:
    2021-11-22 at 20:37

    What a savourable poem! Hmmmmm

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  5. JeanMarie's avatar JeanMarie says:
    2021-11-22 at 21:46

    Now I need pie! 😃💙

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  6. Sunra Rainz's avatar Sunra Rainz says:
    2021-11-23 at 04:39

    Delicious! 😊

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