grape preserves
Shred the night into silky black ribbons
and burn it down to a fine grayish ash
Dust the vineyard with its powdery remains
and I'll consume its remnant along with my morning coffee
before its memory roundly consumes me.
Comments
Your ever eloquent sculptured form here elP' Just wonderful and like an exotic painting. I think David has done the work in the analysis. A perfect combination.
Ray
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elPintor
Tue 11th Oct 2016 00:30
Hey there, Ray and David,
..a little hair of the dog that bit, here, in a manner of speaking. This came almost ready-made in the middle of the night..not much forethought, but then I couldn't sleep and think maybe there's a reason for such ideas coming without premeditation.
Thanks, to the both of you.
elP