I think i must put the creations my Capstone classmates and i wrote. Each of us wrote a haiku about a blueberry. We had 10min to spend with a blueberry before eating it, and later wrote about it. You can try and guess which one i wrote:
As i mentioned in my blog and on facebook, these haiku were written by my fellow classmates and I in our amazing Capstone class.
The breeze of summer
Wrapped itself into a ball
Preserved for winter.
Smooth and worn and cool
A blueberry has so many
More colors than blue.
The skin and stem churn
The flavors are left behind
Inviting thank you
Skin like a balloon
But with slight force of the teeth
It is edible
It enters my mouth
Sweetness, juice, I want one more
Proceed with caution
Blue is the color
Of all things I will not eat
Oh, but blueberries.
Shalom from the branch
A world away from its roots
Here. This moment. Now.
Odd shapes are the best
Berry round in nature’s eye
Perfect with its flaws
Blueberry so small
But so heavy now, it seems
Here in this silence.
Resilient one,
The meaning found inside it
Vanishes quickly.
Tart pulp all sucked out
Only shriveled skin remains
That too satisfies
Black and brown and blue
So smooth, like a little earth
Now stuck in my teeth.
Hard on the outside
But soft when the mouth melts it.
Its smooth skin gone too.
So plump and plastic
The blueberry before me
I wanted to eat.
Not perfect to standards
But just what it’s meant to be
Clean, cool, round, smooth, there.
Crown of dried petals
Buddha’s navel; whale’s deep eye
Firm, crunch, tart, calm, splash.
Deceptive plump look
Thought it was full of sweetness
But inside, not ripe
So small but left much
Behind seeds tween teeth, paper
Stained by this tiny fruit
Cloudless reflections
Soured dimples and wrinkles
Imperfection’s ends.
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