A Sip Of Wine Poem by Sandra Martyres

A Sip Of Wine

Rating: 3.3


The little boy’s eyes followed
The wine glass as its level dropped
He wondered what it tasted like
His Mother seemed to savour each sip
She always seemed happy while drinking
Quite unusual given her sad disposition

Today he decided he must taste it
A longing that he could not control
So he focussed his attention on the glass
Waiting for her to leave it unattended
So great was his concentration that
He did not notice if anyone else was watching

Finally his moment of happiness did come
Someone called out to his mother
She placed the glass on the mantel piece
And walked in the direction of the caller
The young boy seized the opportunity
He leapt over a footstool and grabbed the glass

Just as he was about to take his first sip
Something strange happened a picture fell
From the wall with a loud thud and so did the glass
From his shaking hand - he watched aghast
As the burgundy coloured fluid flowed out
Onto the white marble flooring staining it

He was tempted to lick the ground but
Seeing his grandma’s photograph in the broken frame
He desisted, overcome by a sense of guilt and fear
By which time his mother was back on the scene
Pointing an accusatory finger at him for not only
Spilling her wine but for the two breakages as well

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Alison Cassidy 21 November 2009

This reminds me of some of the Cautionary Tales of Hilaire Belloc, though you do much more than merely relate a incident involving childish clumsiness. The key to the poem lies in the lines: 'She always seemed happy while drinking Quite unusual given her sad disposition' Hopefully his grandmother's message is heard by this young lad and he is able to avoid his mother's alcoholic path. Excellent write. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Alison Cassidy 21 November 2009

This reminds me of the Cautionary Tales of Hilaire Belloc, though you do much more than merely relate a incident involving childish clumsiness. The key to the poem lies in the lines: 'She always seemed happy while drinking Quite unusual given her sad disposition' Hopefully his grandmother's message is heard by this young lad and is able to avoid following the alcoholic path of his mother. Excellent write. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Meggie Gultiano 13 November 2009

good that he was able to see his grandma's picture frame and was guilty.. Lovely narrative..

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Curiosity led this lad into double trouble. I brings to mind a parent drinking and smoking, and saying 'don't you dare take drugs' to a child. They learn from their parents and I enjoyed your narrative very much. 10 love Karin

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David Harris 10 November 2009

Sandra, what a beautiful story you have told us here and your attention to detail is impeccable. Top marks and thank you for sharing this lovely poem with us my friend. Hugs David

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