Strawberries.
Luscious dimpled red,
capped by emerald-leafed crowns.
Thumb and forefinger
pinch greenery,
slowly bring to mouth.
Eyes dilate.
Yearning at first sight
turns to absolute delight.
Sweetness explodes.
Taste sublime
brings smile divine.
Nectar-trickle escapes lips
stains white linen,
evidence of fulfilled lust
Fulfilled hides the prompt word fill.
Photo taken as we brought these amazing strawberries home from the Hillcrest Farmers Market in San Diego. Poem written for dVerse, the virtual pub for poets, where today De asks us to include the word, or a form of the word, “fill” in our quadrille (poem of exactly 44 words, sans title). Pub opens at 3 PM Boston time. Come join us!
lillian the home poet 
DELCIOUS! Love this, Lil. I can taste them.
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I cannot wait until the first real summer strawberries come… they are so sweet.
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I saw the close-up of the strawberries (so luscious dimpled red) before I read the poem and I felt as if I could just pick one out of the laptop! Your poem made me hungry for strawberries, Lill, especially the lines:
‘Nectar-trickle escapes lips
stains white linen,
evidence of fulfilled lust’.
Wow!
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So very sensual and clever. We’re still getting strawberries here at Costco, and they are wonderful. I enjoy some for breakfast every day.
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What a lovely tribute to this luscious berry!
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I can’t imagine how delicious those strawberries must have tasted to inspire your outstanding poem! Every stanza sings.
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Fantastic temptation in this poem. My mouth is watering for fresh, summer strawberries out of the garden.
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A white linen sacrifice is not too much to ask. 😉
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The best fruits are those that drip all over with juice. Love the mouthwatering poem. 🙂
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What a delicious quadrille
Much💝love
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Yummy and delicious!
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Oh, you scamp, now I’m hankering for strawberries!! Luscious verse!
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Strawberries are a beautiful and tasty fruit.
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Four months away here for a “real” strawberry. This poem may get me through.
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Can’t wait for the end of May for the freshly picked ones! Sweet luscious words!
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I do enjoy strawberries, they are delicious just like your poem.
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Yummy! The strawberries look so delicious Lilian, especially with a cherry topping of your fulfilling words 🙂
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Delectable summer gifts!!!
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Nell, now I need strawberries. Perhaps with cream.
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Mmm
won’t be long we’ll be in the patch!
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kaykuala
Nectar-trickle escapes lips
stains white linen,
evidence of fulfilled lust
Certainly a tell-tale sign of sheer satisfaction
Hank
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You are fortunate to be tasting “real” strawberries. There’s nothing like them.
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Pretty sure my eyes dilated, and some possible toe curling at the thought of that first taste (of strawberry of strawberry)
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a very sensuous rendition of the fruits of temptation 🙂
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