Swirling and twirling romance,
The one that teases slowly.
Ruby liquid, soft numbness,
When heaven meets the wine glass.
Written for National Poetry Writing Month. 30 poems in 30 days. Today's prompt - "Poets have been writing about love and wine, wine and love, since . . . well, since the time of Anacreon, a Greek poet who was rather partial to that subject matter. Anacreon developed a particular meter for his tipsy, lovey-dovey verse, but Anacreontics in English generally do away with meter-based constraints. Anacreontics might be described as a sort of high-falutin’ drinking song. So today I challenge you to write about wine-and-love."
Read more wine love here:
http://jaibalarao.com/ - Jaibala
http://andiwrite.com/ – Count
http://ponderingtwo.blogspot.in/ – Rohan
http://advkaranshah.blogspot.in/ – Karan
http://thoughtspop.wordpress.com/ – Nithya
http://juztamom.blogspot.in/ - Sfurti
I feel the same when I sip on wine. :)
ReplyDeleteI don't drink wine but I still love your poem, thank you!
ReplyDeleteOh wow... This is deliciously exquisite <3
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