April is national poetry month. I participate in a writer’s group here on Long Island. We were asked to submit to Gallery North in East Setauket, NY, poems on the theme: “The Art of Eating”. Our poems were hung with artwork and a poetry reading followed. For those of you who are local the show runs through May 16th. Enjoy. Judith
How Raspberry Got Her Red by Judith Dreyer
Once upon a time
When tasks were being assigned
I chose the committee
That set out to design,
We consulted the Gods
And Zeus chose white
Small little plumps
Filled with juicy delight
But wouldn’t you know it
How could we have guessed?
The white did not last long
On account of a handmaiden’s mess?
Yes, Ida of Crete was careless and rash
She pricked her fingers and caused such a gash
Blood red liquid spilled on fingers and vine
The raspberry stained red, alas for all time.
Now you think Gods and Goddesses
Could undue this fateful decree,
But red seemed perfect
A reminder for mother’s to be.
Eat of my fruit, drink of my leaves
Dear Zeus, we have a remedy.
What once was white
Now deeply red
A berry for mortals
©2014. Judith Dreyer