Immobile

Immobile

      red berries
cannot speak
   you say?

      they tell
   a story
   anyways.

   no wind whistles
through the trees.
a hot sun brought
   us to our knees.

      but that was then
   and this we know.
these bright red berries
      seem to glow.

nights are cool and 
      will be cold,
   soon snow will 
cover all the roads

      red berries 
cannot speak
      you say?

   they tell 
      a story 
anyways.

21 thoughts on “Immobile

  1. One can just let the imagination run wild, for the many tales these luscious fruits can squeeze Frosted berries by the fireside also have their stories to tell.

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      1. You’re welcome.

        I wonder why…the children always used to find the most dangerous things to eat when we used to go on walks when they were very young…so it cant be the poisonous element!

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