Dripping, growing, a stream
pours into an unforgiving glass
as I offer up this draught of desperation,
stomped into being when fruited hearts
were young, invincible, clueless
of the sacrifices that would be
demanded, irrigated in spilled blood,
spiced by intoxicating lust,
an unrefined poison
begging for smooth moderation,
extracted with sweat, stained
lips, fingertips, bruised flesh,
sealed away, fermenting in hope
and holy vows, transubstantiated
destinies distilled through time
unceasing, merciless, maturing
promises corrupted, hazy
memories laced with
amnesia’s ambrosia, sips of madness,
recklessly exposed to a miasma
of mortality in each mouthful
as it burned, aftertaste
of futility, gagging, marked
tongue resisting this bitter
vintage, a private stock
cellared in guilt, golden moments lost to
the inevitable hangover,
all this emptiness overflows.
Submitted for OpenLinkNight #31 at http://dversepoets.com/
Wow. So powerful. Love the use of wine throughout. As with love, it can become better with age or become bitter and poisonous. Well done. xo
like wine…love wants to be handled carefully..otherwise it loses its taste and intoxicating power…very well written…thanks for pouring us some verse…can feel these words on the tip of my tongue gene..
Well done is right. I esp. like ‘cellared in guilt and destinies distilled through time.’
This is inspiring. Thanks.
Dagger-like thrusts of words keep the reader staunching the wounds, bleeding with the speaker as the glass overflows–very effective mix of form and message. The last lines especially hit home.
nice….used to drink a bit more vino in my day…and yes it gets better but if not handled well certainly spoils….much like love…well writ gene…
Such a hangover I do not need, swore off that stuff. But yeah if used just right, will make for a great night. Wonderfully written.
Nice take on the wine as a metaphor ~ I do like these lines:
marked
tongue resisting this bitter
vintage, a private stock
cellared in guilt, golden moments lost to
the inevitable hangover,
all this emptiness overflows.
Powerful and good !
Remarkable. I adored it.