Image Photography by Angela McMullen
the sweet taste of fresh raspberries
take me back to
summers of skinned knees
and sun-kissed cheeks.
a time so long ago when
endless days were filled with
and he-loves-me, he-loves-me-not.
days of skipping rope under
a noon sun and wading in brook waters
and when ultra-violet rays did not scorch
the days of terry-cloth halter tops and
rusty old bicycles salvaged from
the rubbish of the rich;
afternoons of braiding dandelion jewelry
and crafting doll houses
with neighborhood girls.
sucking on purple clover for honey
and crunching on green apples and
when playing pioneer life from
episodes of Little House on the Prairie
were all that mattered.
when sampling chicken feed on a dare
made one brave, and chasing roosters
was time well spent.
Oh those childhood memories
brought on by the taste of raspberries!
Angela McMullen is a poet, forest writing workshop facilitator and freelance writer who lives and writes in maritime Nova Scotia, where she is inspired by the rhythm of the Bay of Fundy tides, the pulse of long-standing forests, the expansive fields of the Annapolis Valley, the backdrop of North and South mountain ranges, and the distinction of the four seasons.
Angela's most recent work is a slim book of poetry that captures the pure essence of nature and her unwavering resilience. Infused with undertones of Italian influence, this collection of poetry speaks for itself.