The Cherry Picker

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The Cherry Picker


The cherry picker
grumbled along
picking cherries
one by one

big ones
little ones
red ones and
over-ripened

weaving its way
around the bark
a delicate maneuver
spreading limbs apart

some come willing
some come hard
some come easy
others do not

with its long shaft
it probed the bush
picking a cherry
with a gentle push

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Bill DadaBill Dadaabout 16 years ago
^

Too funny, a pickin' and a grinnin'

cherries_on_snowcherries_on_snowalmost 18 years ago
love extended metaphor

particularly when it is slick enough to not become overworn. ;-D

Wanton VixxxenWanton Vixxxenabout 18 years ago
The Cherry Picker...

is a peach of a poem, you plum you! <wink> I have seen in the last few of your posts especially, a true uniqueness of style that only you could achieve; a combination of zen like feel and the sense of a light touch in fable form.

This cherry tops the cake, Art!<grin>

Vixxx

EmJ0385EmJ0385about 18 years ago
Mine was never over-ripe when picked.

Tho it sure cud've ripened more fore it was picked Such a fun little poem!

AnonymousAnonymousabout 18 years ago
Made

me laugh, love the innuedo ;-)

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