Taste of a Poem

Sometimes they come slowly

and sometimes in a rambling rush

a bittersweet melding

of words painted with a brush

I lift my favorite glass

thoughts warm against my lips

there’s nothing like that pesky pest

of a hiccup to make you wince

crack open another bottle

marinate these poems for hours

sit and hope they don’t turn into

festoons of pages gone sour.

 

NaPoWriMo Day 27 – explore your sense of taste.

Poetic Asides – Use at least 3 of the following 6 words in your poem:

pest, crack, ramble, hiccup, wince, festoon.

 

 

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4 comments on “Taste of a Poem

  1. jillys2016 says:

    Wine metaphors in poetry – speaking my language! This is charming and funny. The hiccup is like a little pivot point… That reminds me – there’s a Pinot Noir on the wine rack; shall I pour? Happy Weekend, Lynn! Jilly

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  2. Singledust says:

    marinate these poems for hours – this was brilliant! I always like to say simmer and soak them words!

    Liked by 1 person

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