Picking Blackberries.

Picking blackberries

I met her in the usual way

she cancelled her dance class by Blackberry

If only she had been less nimble with her fingers

we might have taken things more slowly

but it was all arranged by Blackberry

             The blackberry way

In those weeks

we met 

we talked

we laughed 

we ate blackberry pie 

we loved

we fought

we made up

and all the while she Blackberried

In the autumn I took her blackberrying

in a rural place without a signal

she left me then... By the Blackberries.

             I let her go without a signal.