Blackberry Blossom


Sweetness attracts bees
Spring … Summer … Autumn
Now sweetness that attracts birds

Humans glean from this process
… Honey and blackberry jam

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on July 9, 2015, in Poetry and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.

  1. Yes Love Blackberry Jam and have a few jars still left over I made 🙂 Great little poem.. Have a good weekend Ben

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  2. dawnofdivinerays

    Reblogged this on Dawn of Divine Rays.

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  3. A thought to keep in mind when pesticide is sprayed.

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