During Strawberry Season

Finley Oaktree



During Strawberry Season

There is no reason

To feel other

Than the smother

Of pain and rain

Going down by train

Down into a mountain

Feeding the lowest part

Creating a fountain

With gleaming heart

 

This evening it is Strawberry Season

And we sit ringed by dark filled trees

Upon a mountain

We are the fountain

That nobody else sees

 

The wine binds with the sunlight

As the water fuses with my dress

No crying in that loving night

As the good fuses with the rest

 

As our chairs hold us up

To not sit on the ground

I might hear the air crashing sound

Of winds far, spared and unwound

 

Flower, painting rainbow sod

Bound by night, killed by a god

I let my sorrows drown

  • Author: Finley Oaktree (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 9th, 2024 05:26
  • Comment from author about the poem: Also a song: ”During Strawberry Season” by Valter Ek
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  • sorenbarrett

    I love the imagery and the internal rhyme in this poem. It gives a beautiful setting with great images. Nicely done.



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