Priced In Pain

Priced In Pain

A Poem by Chris Shaw
"

some things are worth a bit of discomfort

"
A label on my home preserve
reminded me that I had picked
plump, ripened fruit of blackberries
from thorny brambles which had pricked
and stained my skin deep purple-red.

Unfriendly was the Sunday heat
that scorched my shoulders, left them sore,
yet still I stayed avoiding bees
and gathered many, many more
which hung from clusters overhead.

Though blistered fruit was free to pluck
I paid the price in reaper's pain,
but in the dreary winter months,
my autumn harvest proved a gain.
Delicious jam for months ahead,
I thickly spread on buttered bread.

© 2018 Chris Shaw


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One of the things I miss most in this world is my grandmothers (both) homemade jams. as a kid i would join my cousins when sent out to collect wild raspberries from the fields and along the riverbanks where they grew in abundance. by the time we returned not a berry left for miles. we ate as many as we delivered, but neither grandmother ever seemed to hold that against us, and all winter long I'd dream of the next year's summer visit, the wild berries and homemade jams.

want to thank neville for digging this gem out from your archives, and you Chris for the trip down memory lane

ken

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Many thanjs Ken. Since the demise of the damson tree, I haven't made jam. I also used to make greeng.. read more



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One of the things I miss most in this world is my grandmothers (both) homemade jams. as a kid i would join my cousins when sent out to collect wild raspberries from the fields and along the riverbanks where they grew in abundance. by the time we returned not a berry left for miles. we ate as many as we delivered, but neither grandmother ever seemed to hold that against us, and all winter long I'd dream of the next year's summer visit, the wild berries and homemade jams.

want to thank neville for digging this gem out from your archives, and you Chris for the trip down memory lane

ken

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Many thanjs Ken. Since the demise of the damson tree, I haven't made jam. I also used to make greeng.. read more


Crumbs, even in those days of yore, I don't recall coming across this before .. dunno how I missed it till now
but now know what to have on me breakfast biscuit .. with loadsa butter of course :)

Neville


Posted 1 Year Ago


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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thanks Neville so much for giving this oldie an airing. Wish I could have shared that damson jam wit.. read more
I love the imagery you included in your writing. Absolutely beautiful!

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thank you so much Amanda. Pleased to meet you and you are very welcome here on my page.

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Amanda Trerotola

6 Years Ago

You’re welcome!

Pleased to meet you as well.
Very nice. It shows the dedication a farmer has to have. Here in japan, there’s Kobe cows that massaged daily and the farmers only raise 5 at a time.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Sometimes the pain is worth it. Just depends on the outcome.

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

That jam Lyn, I assure you was worth it. Thanks for calling in.

Chris
Sweet is the labor of love and it applies to almost everything in life. I love the vivid images brought in the first verse and the sweetness of the concluding verse. A lovely poem, Chris.

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thank you dear DIVYA for your fine response.

Chris
Lesson learned; lesson beautifully taught.
A lovely poem, Chris!

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thank you so much Jimmy.

Chris
I did this many many time 5 gallon buckets nowadays cant find them wild like use to:( But yeah, in the end, it was well worth all:) So that pain is worth it unlike others not so sure. I am dealing with a bad back right now all because the man was too stupid to design a weed eater for a tall man! Go figure.

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Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Have a good week-end yourself Jon.
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6 Years Ago

I will to hot here to do anything so I am in the air condition room chilling out lol
Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Cooler temperatures here today, some respite before they start shooting up again next week :))
The philosophy of life. yin and yang, good and bad, painful, not. Everything seems to have an opposite. Even thou we wish they did not. Makes you cherish the worthwhile things more.

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Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Everything does have an opposite Dee. You are so right. Cherish everything and everyone you hold dea.. read more
Onlyme

6 Years Ago

Exactly Chris.
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The description of this poem is what I can relate with one of my admiration..."Discomfort is the best teacher"....I started believing in it as I looked at my best learnt lessons and skills by far....I've learnt them all in discomfort actually!!
Thanks for this poem Chris...not only blackberries but all the fruitful results worth a bit discomfort as per me....tis a good read☺!

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6 Years Ago

And so you should be thankful that you're not sitting beside me...I would've sore your cheeks😇!! .. read more
Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

You are welcome to that compliment, no need to blush.
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6 Years Ago

;)).......!!

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Chris Shaw

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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..

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