PRICKLES | Lyrical Sunday

I’ve temporarily shifted hemispheres and seasons – from spring to autumn – from New Zealand to England. I’m walking country lanes untrodden by my feet for many years. I’m finding treasures I used to know so well – seasonal markers of the year in England. On Saturday I came across a sweet chestnut and it was the inspiration for my poem for this week’s Lyrical Sunday – with the theme of ‘Prickles’.

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PRICKLES

A leaf littered lane, walked with careful tread.
Seeking – with painstaking care –
a heart opened bare.

A prickly case, so green, young and naive.
She clenched the prickles with her feet –
tore the seams apart.

The taste so sweet inside, once hers again.
The harvest of autumn –
after a summer of rain and blue.

She remembered then, how he’d held her hand –
gripped it tight, broke through the prickles.
Warm kisses on cold days –
tasting the sweet prize of golden hues.

© Sarah Lee, 2012

Lyrical Sunday

4 thoughts on “PRICKLES | Lyrical Sunday

  1. I love it. I saw the photo this morning and thought “Wow. I miss seeing those.” Enjoy the last few days of your break…

    cx

  2. Lovely lovely memories and a joy to see these pictures of your stay…..all very,very quiet here and daddy away at Steve’s…probably till 6.00.30 ish….so I’ve washed the floors and hoovered round…….it all seems too tidy now!!…missing you already but so many memories to store in our hearts..Safe journey home and enjoy the stop over on the way home….hunted high and low for blue bear and hopefully tucked away in a bag or case…having fun and Grandma will keep a look out!! Big hugs to all from us both.

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