Farmer Woodpecker
plucks a ripe raspberry
dangling in the sunshine,
carries it to a branch in a tree
and eats.
Mmmm.
The juices and matter
of the berry nourish him
quite well.
The seeds and undigested fibers
pass down
through the tubing of his guts
and drop to the earth.
Some of the seeds,
now encased in moist, fertile goo,
take hold in the soil.
They grow into bushes that will
provide him, his sugar, and his bambinos
plump berries
during future seasons,
as long as there is rain, sun,
and no run-ins
with a mower.