Some Questions

Why are there blueberries in winter?

When I bite into their sweetness,

Ought there to be a bit of bliss?

Why does discontentment stir,

When there are blueberries in winter?

 

Why do we string lights on Christmas trees?

When the land outside blanches,

Kept beneath evergreen branches

There is a hope that no eye sees.

Why do we string lights on Christmas trees?


This poem was inspired by the fact that I ate blueberries with breakfast yesterday, and that really should be amazing to ponder. The two stanzas could be read separately, but in a way I think they kind of fit together. Sharing this with Poets United.

3 thoughts on “Some Questions

  1. There are a little like Christmas lights for the palate, so sweet and joyful. LOL, I adore blueberries too. Its one of life’s small pleasures. The little pleasures don’t make the big hurts go away, but we can find solace in them, remember their other joyful associations, and be able to face storms a bit better.

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