Blackberry and I – can we not be friends and grateful ones at that

the blackberry becomes jam
a pie is eaten by many.
may it survive this war perpetrated against its sovereignty.

the heroic adventure of picking the thorny briar

the sharp attachment and rending of thorn and skin.


the solidarity of blackberry
the ease with which it gives
hedgerows of food
shelter and home for birds and creatures.


some come cowardly with spray and can rubber gloves and a mask, 

we all breathe the same air in the end
we all share the same cell in the beginning.


these poisons are known to be harmful to land creek fish creature and human,

and yet

it is deemed to be a dreaming we cannot live without
a principle that has to be enacted  again and again and again
a crude ideology enforcing genocide.
count the cost on biodiversity and ask?

how may I contribute to include all species?

how may we be neighbours and

look out for each other.

how may we honour all berries of thorns.

Berry and I

can we not be friends and grateful ones at that.
is war on species our best practice?

are we so delusional that we believe

we are constantly under attack from nature and have to arm our selves?
let us move beyond this fear

and enjoy the rugged wild sprawl of nature

let us bow our heads and applaud the capacity of earth to nourish our bodies and enrich our spirits.
let us sing up the dreaming of blackberry and all its friends

replenish the story of interconnectedness

and lean heavily into loving kindness for all.