There are moments when the body is as numinous as words, days that are the good flesh continuing. Such tenderness, those afternoons and evenings, saying blackberry, blackberry, blackberry.
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Blackberry
Hey blackberry, how you taste so sweet
Hey blackberry, tell me what you see
Tell me is it interesting
Hey blackberry pay some attention to me
Hey blackberry look at my bumblebee
Hey blackberry you know he never stings
And he only hums for me
Chorus
I need some l-o-v-e-n to make me happy
You got to be l-u-c-k-y to git
With a girl like blackberry
Hey my cherry,coming up my street
Hey my cherry, you make it hard to breath
Look what youve done to me
Hey my cherry, be sure to keep your nose clean
song performed by by Black Crowes
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Blackberry Way
Blackberry way absolutely pouring down with rain,
Its a terrible day.
Up with the lark, silly girl I dont know what to say,
She was running away.
But now Im standing on the corner,
Lost in the things that I said.
What am I supposed to do now?
Goodbye blackberry way
I cant see you, I dont need you.
Goodbye blackberry way
Sure to want me back another day.
Flowers in the park overgrowing but the trees are bare
Theres a memory there.
Boats on the lake, unattended now for all to drown
Im incredibly down.
Just like myself they are neglected,
Turn with my eyes to the wall
What am I supposed to do now?
Goodbye blackberry way
I cant see you, I dont need you.
Goodbye blackberry way
Sure to want me back another day.
Run for the train, look behind you for she may be there
Said a thing in the air
Blackberry way, see the battlefield of careless sins
Cast to the winds
So full of emptiness without her,
Lost in the words that I said.
What am I supposed to do now?
Goodbye blackberry way
I cant see you, I dont need you.
Goodbye blackberry way
Sure to want me back another day.
Goodbye blackberry way
I cant see you, I dont need you.
Goodbye blackberry way
Sure to want me back another day.
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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On The First Of Seven's Night
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
for the world, ag'n christmas sight
on the first of seven's night
when the light of heaven is light
it's the world of two thousand seven bright
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
see, she is smiling in alone
ah! in love she is gone
'n' now she has got the tone
to say! to wish a new morn..ing
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
oh! it's the hit of 12'o clock
but who are they in morning flock
look it's you 'n' that is me
in between it's bond of thee
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
hey! who is playing these notes so cute
it must be octaves from lord krishnas flute
no! on the first of seven with the rythm inherent
a boy to a girl with the happys of heaven
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
and you! what are you doing over here
go to the fields and harvest your share
my blackberrys ripen with the dawn of the sun
hares and birds may already be having there fun
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
poem by Amit Ranjan
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Blackberry Wine
Theres a south wind risin and the moon shines on my window sill
Ive got a feeling I might walk on over the hill
Im bent but not broken, all I need is some rest
And a bottle of your very best
Blackberry wine
Theres a new moon risin and the wind sings its old song
Pass it on over its a sin to be sober too long
Im bent but not broken, all I need is my share
Of a bottle of that very rare
Blackberry wine
My old gals got a new dress on five and dime
Try as she will she cant get me to come home on time
But Id never cheat her or mistreat her you know
As over the mountain I go
Blackberry wine
Ill be soft spoken
All I need is my rest
And a bottle of your very best
Blackberry wine
Now my days are numbered and one more heels been killed
Blackberry john left me his old recipe in his will
Im bent but not broken, all I need is some time
And a bottle of your very fine
Blackberry wine
Blackberry wine,
You know that Im quite dry without you
Blackberry wine
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Pulling the plug on the BlackBerry could cost corporate America millions of dollars. The BlackBerry is more than e-mail but a handheld office, and if you shut down the BlackBerry, you shut off the data that powers American business.
Blackberry Eating
I love to go out in late September
among the fat, overripe, icy, black blackberries
to eat blackberries for breakfast,
the stalks very prickly, a penalty
they earn for knowing the black art
of blackberry-making; and as I stand among them
lifting the stalks to my mouth, the ripest berries
fall almost unbidden to my tongue,
as words sometimes do, certain peculiar words
like strengths or squinched,
many-lettered, one-syllabled lumps,
which I squeeze, squinch open, and splurge well
in the silent, startled, icy, black language
of blackberry -- eating in late September.
poem by Galway Kinnell
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Princess And The Black Horse-V(The Journey To Dark Prince's Realm-I)
They took care of the ill dragon, Mastero was his name.
He slept until, the sun came out by breaking night's curtain.
Blackberry then, with wings flapping told princess to depart.
Dragon listening her misery gifted Sword with power certain.
If A honest, brave lady twice stir that sword of light,
No darkness could touch her, no black art would act ever.
Then he gave her, a magic pot which was of Belgian glass,
It could grab all evil soul, and it would work never!
Promising to come back soon, princess took part from him,
Getting out from the cave, they saw, his kin-dragons coming...
Princess told, to care of him and rode on Black-berry's back.
It was a fine morning, the cool breeze, kissed her touching.
The Princess felt, was Blackberry a mere horse or somebody?
His every act already proved him as having special Ex-Power.
After sometime, they reached the river of the Reminiscence.
Blackberry, bathed in water of that river for a nice shower.
In other part, the Princess, then was seeing in water-mirror.
Her conch-white face was looking bright, locks swaying in air.
what that noise made her look, and what there was going on?
Who he was there in dazzling robes, and dressed with so much care?
'Hey, Ho! Who Art thou? '-she asked and rushed to him.
Where was her Blackberry dear, no trace of there of Blackberry.
'Do You want me? '-asked the Man in dark-black prince apparel.
'No, no, I just want to see my horse-bird' replied quickly she.
'O, my Princess, don't be afraid, I'm your favorite horse-bird,
I had been in oblivion, under the spell of Persian Magician.
Now, bathing after, in this river, I got back my lost memory.
You may call me the Dark-prince, my kingdom is my destination.'
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Cosy Home Chat
I told my hubby,
Please come with me
I get bored …
Waiting for my GP
I can chat with you
While I wait
To become my GP's
Next bait ;)
Hubby told me,
Sorry, I'm busy!
Though I'm working
From home, there are
Deadlines, you see…!
However, my dear
Let me suggest to you
While you wait there
For your GP, how about
Writing some poetry
On your blackberry? !
Bingo! What an idea!
I did just that!
While I waited for my GP,
I wrote this new poetry…
On my handy blackberry!
A light, frothy poesy
On our cosy home chat
Now don't tell me, you
Didn't like that ;)
(Here in UK, NHS waiting times to see a GP can run up to an hour!)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Tz'u No. 1
To the tune "Courtyard Filled with Fragrance"
Fragrant grass beside the pond
green shade over the hall
a clear cold comes through
the window curtains
crescent moon beyond the golden bars
and a flute sounds
as if someone were coming
but alone on my mat with a cup
gazing sadly into nothingness
I want to call back
the blackberry flowers
that have fallen
though pear blossoms remain
for in that distant year
I came to love their fresh fragrance
scenting my sleeve
as we culled petals over the fire
when as far as the eye could see
were dragon boats on the river
graceful horses and gay carts
when I did not fear the mad winds
and violent rain
as we drank to good fortune
with warm blackberry wine
now I cannot conceive
how to retrieve that time.
poem by Li Ching Chao
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Princess And The Black Horse-III(Dragons' Isle)
Blackberry soared high, high, h-i-g-h above the sky.
Through the clouds, they were passing though,
they didn't get the scorching heat of sun!
He tried tirelessly to flap his wings so,
they could not be scanned by their enemy below!
The princess fell fast asleep and slept all the way!
He spotted a silver brook, running pertly as lass,
along the sandy land, around the part of the bay.
He felt thirsty and wanted to quench his thirst.
He darted down and gave a gentle shake to her.
Princess rose from that happy-happy sleep and
asked, 'Have we reached the place crossing our bar? '
'No, no, princess, we have to go miles miles more,
quench your thirst, as we won't find on our path
no more water, you know dark night snatches away the
power of wand, we don't know if it will have its worth! '
Then the princess kept rosy feet on that very land.
With two soft hands she drank water, at her own sweet will.
Suddenly, she got appalled to see imprints of toes on sand.
She shrieked and said, 'Oh! Blackberry, 'and ran thru the hill.
Blackberry was there eating grass and drops of heaven's dew.
In search of him, she rushed frightened but couldn't see,
as he behind a Filigree Tree, taking meal didn't know,
that the shrilled cry, of the princess's could be!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Utter perfection
Blackberry (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
A warm September evening
The birds happy
the sun bright
my dog hunting for rabbits and squirrels
still and barmy
happy and chilled
The air live with the buzzing of insects
them like me
seeking natures bountiful harvest.
Tonight the brambles laden
with heavy blackberries
each tastes different; slightly or lots
some sharp some sweet
ready or not too
Now this one
warm to the touch from the kiss of the sun's rays
bursts in my mouth
sweet, fragrant, delightful
perfect
the most perfect taste of a blackberry ever.
Savour the moment, the sensation
heady exotic
natures bountiful harvest
utterly perfect!
poem by Robin Pratt
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The Blackberry is really essential for keeping up on my emails when I'm out of the office, which is a lot.
quote by David Neeleman
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To me, 'Blackberry Way' stands up as a song that could be sung in any era, really. We do it with the new doing all sort of fanfare things in it and it works really well. It goes down great with audiences.
In The Distant Veldt I Saw Him
In the distant veldt I saw Him
where He holds His hand over the wild flowers
and there was a colossal hillock
on a summer day with the sky another kind of blue
when I tried to find holy moments,
when I walked back in the footprints of a child
and free from the blackberry-bush
under the weather and wind
I devoured some of nature's treasures
and I was blind for my Lord
while I only saw the works of His hands,
when I went back to some of my childhood places.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Princess And The Black Horse-IV(Isle Of Dragon)
'O, O Princess, this place unknown, inmates may harm,
come back, dear, we have to save your father's life.'
He followed her and going far reached at a cave,
where thick bushes, and weeds, clambers only did thrive.
What did he see, just imagine it's beyond our reach!
A dragon with his fiery mouth, was gasping fast.
The princess there was watching him as mesmerized.
The dragon seemed as if ill, in sporadic dust.
He noticed scars all over his wounded skin.
The dragon then signalled them beside to sit.
A bluish grume was coming out his scarred body.
Excited was he that they could hear his heart-beat.
Softy Princess, in keen sadness, uttered sotto voce-
'Oh! my Gosh! save good dragon with thine power! '
and took out dust that could cure fatal bruise,
(the wizard told) and put that on for an hour.
The dragon felt comfort and told his sad life story...
They used to live happily in that isle until Evilo
dragon, started living with them and mischievously
spoiled peace of mind, the mirth, laughter, smile Oh! .
Last night they had a final fight in which defeated he!
The island dragons fled in fear thinking half-dead!
Alone he was waiting death, and praying to Fire God.
Blackberry then fanned him and princess kissed on head.
The Sun was then going down, down the ding-dong mount.
Woh! just, just then Blackberry turned into a black horse!
The princess then, lit taper from the dragon's mouth's fire,
and told dragon to take long rest and forbade to remorse.
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Suisun Creek
Suisun Creek
flows
through
riparian forests.
Hungry trout,
liquid lightning, flash
as stonefly nymphs dart past
brooding periwinkle,
blackberry groves,
exquisitely
twisting.
poem by Steven Federle
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We would load up the yellow Cutlass Supreme station wagon and pick blackberries during blackberry season or spring onions during spring onion season. For us, food was part of the fabric of our day.
quote by Mario Batali
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Etiya
You are like the columns of the faint moonlight across the sky,
And like grounding an areoplane with your fingers;
But true love comes to those who wait for it.
Yu've got somebody waiting for you,
And true love can change everything;
But your tears aren't enough for the rain!
Blueberry and blackberry,
You are just another part of me;
But faith without works is no faith at all!
And some people are really meant for each other.
I couldn't sleep when i first saw you oh Etiya!
But the days came and bathed me with your muse;
For your love had now changed many things around me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Whats For Dinner?
what's for dinner tonite there?
for dinner tonight here
none have an idea tonight
hunger is time planning
who cooks?
mainly mother when blackberry resting
several times cook selected fast food outlets
getting out about is routine ritual blessing
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Upper West Side Manhattan The Atlas Girl Leans On Me
In the forest of skycrapers
Your bright white dress
A broken wing
A blackberry juice
The archangel Gabriel
Under a cherry blossom tree
You lie down on the grass
On the Euphrates river
A gazelle
In a laurel wreath
Your sleeping sister's face
Your eyes like a dropp of water in the cloudy sky
Tomorrow at daybreak
poem by Nicolas Grenier
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