Once There Was Jam

Once There Was Jam

A Poem by Christine Anne Shaw
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(Honey fungus will wipe out with ease all soft fruit trees in it's path. A nightmare)

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absent trees
remind me of my fruitless
autumn garden

pardon me for the resurrection
of our damson from cold ashes
or a greengage much mourned

soft mellow-yellow, bruised skins
abundantly ripe, oozing juice
sweet stickiness, a squelchy
mess on patio paving

permitted at times to rot
to drop from lofty heights
to attract unwanted attention
from nuisance wasps drowsy
in half drunken stupor

or a path stained with purple decay
forgive me while i pine little blots
of rotten fruit 

all destroyed by creeping spread
of fine thread roots from
an unrepentant villain
no stopping honey fungus 

© 2019 Christine Anne Shaw


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What? No jam! Well that's bad enough, but I will lose the plot if it affects my marmalade. What am I meant to do now without Roses lemon n lime? This is the worst news since I grew up and realised curly wurlies were not the size of ladders like I once thought.
Breakfast will be mourned.
Methinks it's time to protest.
#jamlessbreakfast will be trending in no time 😀

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lorry

1 Week Ago

She broke the cypher E, and is the only one who understands what I'm speakifying. Honestly, most day.. read more
Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Ha ha. Me speak Lorry lingo :))
Lorry

1 Week Ago

You normalate my speechels 😀



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what vile creature would dare intrude the rhyming queens gardens? Dear god what perfect pests plundering patio plants producing purple petulance pon your pathways! Lol To arms with your pruning snips fair Queen cast those invaders forthwith:) he he, I love it!

Posted 5 Days Ago


Poignant memories... of "other" times
- both bitter and ...sweet -
remain behind our eyes.

Chris

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Chris

1 Week Ago

Seems we each have a 'Lizbeth Rose remembered.
Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Lizbeth Rose a gun slinger, Honey Fungus a tree killer. Both have nice nice, names but both are leth.. read more
i'm plum ignorant Christine ;) thanks for the edjekation :} things that may seem unpleasant ie your "..squelchy mess.." ..."..nuisance wasps..." or "or a path stained with purple decay" ...seemingly insignificant for the delight of those plum fulls of sugar .. i especially enjoy your drunken wasp ma'am ... i read that the honey fungas comprise some of the largest living organisms in the world!! some covering over 3 sq. miles :-0 ..and treatment is to burn and remove any and all parts of the infected tree .. wow! powerful stuff says i! the best thing about this poem for me is how perfectly it fits into a metaphor of all kinds of life ... expectations, rewards, adversity, struggle and survival ...in the realm of the heart .. at work .. and at play .. i think this is a special poem Christine .. happy i didn't miss out!
E.
ps. not much of a jam or jelly guy .. once in a while on buttered toast with Rasberry preserves .. however .. a friend recently gave me a small jar of "Coffee Stout...Green Head...Beer Jelly" that is incredible .. complex and subtle .. and the sweetness winds in the end .. ;)

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Einstein Noodle

1 Week Ago

well ... i am white .. no Brit in me ... raised Catholic .. and I am Christian .. not sure i can cla.. read more
Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Wot no black and yella stripes :))
Einstein Noodle

6 Days Ago

:) .....................
You illustrate completely my efforts to grow fruit in my garden. I was looking at a loaded apple tree and decided to pick them the next day. What happened? Overnight we had gale force winds and it stripped the tree bare with the fruit on the ground. I laughed when I read the poem.

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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Nature doing you a favour Augustus. Saved you a great deal of work. Sadly nature can be quite fickle.. read more
augustus

1 Week Ago

Your not kidding! I've lost plums through frosts. My raspberries have been overtaken by bindweed and.. read more
Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Nature fickle indeed. It giveth in one hand and taketh away in the other. I think she owes you Augus.. read more
' .. forgive me while i pine little blots - of rotten fruit.. all destroyed by creeping spread - of fine thread roots from..

Honey fungus is what it is - a plague as far as a keen, loving gardener can have. What goes can be a beloved habit, a morning delight.. in fact an any time of the day one. You set your words as if talking of near life or love, of any variation of treasured thoughts and needs. You are such a special writer, Chris, you always find a way of adding a roar or a whisper in you your writing!

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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

A plague it is Em. Trees sadly missed. Thank you for your ever thoughtful responses. Always most wel.. read more
I love the build of this, Chris. Your words could stand in for so many situations in life. The loss of something well loved and perhaps taken for granted while it is thriving. Or rather, just living along with the sense that things will continue as is.

But, of course, I see that this is about a specific loss as described. And a great one too. Losing plants that were so long fostered and a part of the cyclical year is awful. Especially considering how long fruit trees take to begin their fruiting. Not something easily replaced. I was sorry to read that this is your reality just now.

Excellent poetry. Not such an excellent subject, but I do hope you are able to begin again with your orchard and that the fungus hasn't made that impossible for the foreseeable future.

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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Many thank yous Eilis. I always find your reviews so interesting. Sadly these trees are missed both .. read more
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DAH
Love the decay that is left behind in the wake of this poem,
and, yes, I'd miss jam on toast in the mornings too.

"pardon me for the resurrection
of our damson from cold ashes
or a greengage much mourned" __ love this!

A lovely piece of writing, Christine.

Thank you!
DAH

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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Many thanks DAH. So pleased you enjoyed my efforts here. Yes, I really do miss those trees and the f.. read more
DAH

1 Week Ago

My pleasure!

Maybe its a blessing after all.. I hate jam.. honey is a different kettle of fish altogether.. Well penned tho regardless.

N.

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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Honey is nice on toast too, but we all miss our greengage and damson jam here. Much better than any .. read more
Mr. Darwin was right in saying nature is a struggle for existence. In this case the only winners seem to be the wasps, who got away with a cheap drunk.

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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

We were fortunate enough to reap the fruits for thirty years. Still sad to see the trees die as, a r.. read more
Since I become emotionally involved with my trees, it's easy to get completely sucked into your tree drama, especially how you punch up gory details! Sloppy fruit dropping, attracting wasps, I was freakin out right there! I love trees, but you made me realize I don't like messy trees! It seems there are so many ways that trees can be blighted, even down to a lack of honey bees around here! Your scenario is so yukky, I felt the stinking jam between my toes! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Yes Margie, the demise of the fruit trees was a drama with a sad ending. Now there are no more fruit.. read more

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Christine Anne Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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Have been at Writerscafe for a year now, so pleased I made the change to posting my work here. Have loved reading poetry all my life, but never wrote my first poem until I hit 40. I wish now that I.. more..

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