A DIZAIN POEM
The Color of Fruit Feeds Our Life
Dancing Elephants Press prompt 23 of 52
We ran while screeching through the lower fields
and milkweed patch so many years ago
to black raspberry plants with their huge yields
on arching canes as wind began to blow
and high above the yellowed grass meadow
in warm late summer’s softly fading light
with butterflies above we felt the bite
of green-head flies then there’s that purple-black
of ripened fruit so soon devoured despite
sweet staining juice that’s dripping. Bring me back!
A dizain is a ten-line poem popular in France in the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries with ten syllables per line with a rhyme scheme of ababbccdcd.
Written in response to Dr. Preeti Singh and her Dancing Elephants Press Prompt 23 of 52 and her colorful piece below…