Strawberry Goodbye

bowl of strawberries

The last time I saw you,
We had strawberries and wine.
Golden hours slipped by
As lazy summer days
Acquiesced to autumn’s chill.
The earthy ripe sweetness
Grew sour on my tongue
While I tried to hold onto
Each fleeting moment,
Knowing it would be the last one.


Image is mine. Poetry form is free verse.

Written for dVerse Poetics.

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13 responses to “Strawberry Goodbye

  1. wonderful poetry Paula! ❤

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  2. This got me. Effing awesome 👊 I remember going to the orchard to pick strawberries with my Mom and brothers when I was a kid. I’d like to do that again with my Mom and try to hang onto the moments with every strawberry I place in the basket. The poem induced this psychometry for me. Just the combo of strawberry and summer days.

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  3. Fantastic poem! So bittersweet (soursweet?).

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