Haiku for figs

black figs swell
skin-splitting hanging
beneath broad leaves

how do they ripen
burst in sweetness wasp-drawing
and make no sound?

purple and green
such luscious colours dripping
with honey-sun

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

20 thoughts on “Haiku for figs”

      1. They have an irritating habit though of taking a chunk out of each one and not finishing it before they attack the next. They all get cleaned up in the end I suppose.

      2. I reckon it’s so that I won’t pick them. They dig their beaks into as many as possible knowing they’ll still be there when they come back for more ๐Ÿ™‚

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