writing prompt: black berries in the blue sea
The men in the forest they once asked of me,
How many black berries grew in the Blue Sea.
And I asked them right back with a tear in my eye.
How many dark ships in the forest?
/from the song Birmingham Sunday, sung by Joan Baez
How many black berries grew in the Blue Sea.
And I asked them right back with a tear in my eye.
How many dark ships in the forest?
/from the song Birmingham Sunday, sung by Joan Baez