About the Poem
Cape Cod is a wonderful vacation resort area - a Mecca for summer tourism. The sand dunes and salty air certainly live up to their reputed fame.
There's a secret that we don't tell these seasonal visitors, however. The fall months are the best! The weather is warm, the beaches are ours again, and it's cranberry harvesting time!
Cranberry Sonnet |
| by Nancy Ness |
| The waves roll on and gulls above soar high, Lone foghorns chanting Cape Cod's solitude. The dunes at rest beneath the autumn sky Envelop peaceful beaches once imbued. Bright foliage adorns the countryside, Surrounding sundried bogs of cranberries. This summer tourists' verdant welcome tide Now boasts majestic hues of burgundies. Synthetic lakes spew forth from each bog's moat Releasing berries for the harvest day, And buoyant crimson carpets lie afloat In just abeyance being scooped away To conjure up a sauce with Ocean Spray And have with turkey for Thanksgiving Day. |
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