Passing by a mulberry tree
A purple ribbon tangled in a branch
And the little girl wondered
Would the owner care
If she tasted his berries
They were so black and plump
Looked so ripe and juicy
Must be sweet and yummy
So many have fallen on the road
Surely he does not care, I said.
There must be too many she added.
Precisely! Enough for birds way
Up in the tree and ants below.
How many can I take?
How many can you reach?
Let’s see how they taste.
As sweet as they looked.
They fell in her hand as she touched them
Ready for the picking
Eager to be eaten
Bled their juices everywhere.
She ate them with glee
Feeling impish and naughty
And when she was done
Licked her fingers and palm
Dirt, salt, sugar and all
With an irrepressible grin,
Purple on her lips and chin,
The Wanderer in her ear.
Photo credit: Jean Big Cat / Foter.com / CC BY-
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I hope for that girl that the owner is a nice person and not some egoistically sadist.
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She didn’t take enough mulberries… Besides, they were hanging over the street…Therefore “the Commons”, yes? She is just a little kid. 🙂
Thank you for stopping in and taking time to comment. I appreciate it.
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It’s a universal rule that Mulberries are for everyone, and you must pick them quickly before the birds eat them all. They are the lilacs of fruit trees. The white ones are like truffles and should be guarded to the death if one finds them.
Pick them, pick them all in the greediest of fashions. Eat them until you are sick, for they are a blessing not a guarantee.
The only thing that should run through your head when you find a tree full of ripe, juicy mulberries is, “Nomnomnom!”
The end.
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Ahhh! Thank you, thank you thank you!
Just walked the dog by that tree and had a snack. Yummm. 🙂
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you’re welcome. they are my crack.
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Haha! Hope there is at least one tree in your immediate vicinity to satisfy the cravings 😉
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We have them all over Iowa. They are extremely opportunistic. The big park across the street is lined on three sides with them, and there’s a huge tree here in the backyard 🙂
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Lucky!
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totally
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Our streets here are lined with Mango trees. Seriously, there are perhaps 2 or 3 hundred of them running down every second street.
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I bet it smells good
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Mango’s don’t smell. They don’t last long enough to go off. People come from everywhere to pick the trees. it’s quite a sight
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oh, that’s very interesting
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Is if you like mangos. I don’t. Watermelon is my thing.
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Ditto
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If you ever get the chance, watermelon from Bahia is fucking out of this world good!
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thanks i’ll check it out
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Wow! It boggles the mind.
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Tasty! Have heaps of pawpaw (papaya) trees as well. Not as many, but fruit tastes sooo good when its free from the tree!
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Ooh, the tang! Made my gills quiver.-)
rjb
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Vicarious enjoyment, eh?
If only I were taller, I could eat more of them. Especially now that I learned that there is a universal rule that says I can 🙂
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Funny I’ve been mulberry treeing with my husband lately, while my daughter at school so no kids, There was a lot of competition though, that day, with a bus driver, an electrician and an old couple (not a chance), We literally risked our lives (greedy, greedy greedy) because, one untouched tree,was on the wayside, by a road with no pavement…close Dirt salt sugar and all
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Yep! So glad to be among mulberries fans! Smiling.
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They are enticing and attractive. One wants to pinch a few as they pass by.
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Definitely! And when you see the wasted fruit on the ground, there is no need to feel guilty about grabbing a few.
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We used to do that when we were young but in our case it was with mangoes in neighbouring homes. Why let the fruits get wasted on the ground if we could make use of them.
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Logical. 🙂
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Hi Emm,
Mulberries are fun. They bring out the “kid” in all of us. My favorites are the white ones. When truly ripe they’re the sweetest. Reminds me of being a boy, climbing ever higher to find the ripest, sweetest ones. ~Paul~
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Un chanson interessant pour accompagner ton petit repas!
Les papillons sont pas la maintenant?
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C’est une chanson marrante et la petite l’aime bien, facile a danser. Les papillons voyagent je crois en ce moment. Je ne sais pas ou ils sont.
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Lovely, luscious story and poem.
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Thank you my friend.
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