Strawberrying Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGH CIJKLCC MNOPQRS RTUCRVW XRXRRYE| My hands are murder red Many a plump head | A |
| drops on the heap in the basket Or ripe | B |
| to bursting they might be hearts matching | C |
| the blackbirds's wing fleck Gripped to a reed | D |
| he shrieks his ko ka ree in the next field | E |
| He's left his peck in some juicy cheeks when | F |
| at first blush and mostly white they showed | G |
| streaks of sweetness to the marauder | H |
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| We're picking near the shore the morning | C |
| sunny a slight wind moving rough veined leaves | I |
| our hands rumple among Fingers find by feel | J |
| the ready fruit in clusters Here and there | K |
| their squishy wounds Flesh was perfect | L |
| yesterday June was for gorging | C |
| sweet hearts young and firm before decay | C |
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| 'Take only the biggest and not too ripe ' | - |
| a mother calls to her girl and boy barefoot | M |
| in the furrows 'Don't step on any Don't | N |
| change rows Don't eat too many ' Mesmerized | O |
| by the largesse the children squat and pull | P |
| and pick handfuls of rich scarlets half | Q |
| for the baskets half for avid mouths | R |
| Soon whole faces are stained | S |
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| A crop this big begs for plunder Ripeness | R |
| wants to be ravished as udders of cow when hard | T |
| the blue veined bags distended ache to be stripped | U |
| Hunkered in mud between the rows sun burning | C |
| the backs of our necks we grope for and rip loose | R |
| soft nippled heads If they bleed too soft | V |
| let them stay Let them rot in the heat | W |
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| When hidden away in a damp hollow under moldy | X |
| leaves I come upon a clump of heart shapes | R |
| once red now spiderspit gray intact but empty | X |
| still attached to their dead stems | R |
| families smothered as at Pompeii I rise | R |
| and stretch I eat one more big ripe lopped | Y |
| head Red handed I leave the field | E |
May Swenson
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full of sweet
juicy, messy
made to eat
big and round
roll and blend
watermelon!!
and your mom
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