Treasure Island

Poetheart (back)

(05/23/1960 / Rio de Janeiro)

Drinking


drinking in a golden cup
licking the brim
Oh! licking the brim

deeper ~watering my lips~
round drops, translucent
~wanting and waiting~

i swallow the flesh
soaked in wine
dressed in purple

searching for a touch
in a golden cup
remembering that i dissolve
in my purple color

Submitted: Monday, November 18, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Drinking by Poetheart (back) )

Enter the verification code :

  • Is It Poetry (11/28/2013 12:56:00 PM)

    Lips open closed spread together.
    Around the long green neck.
    Filling pouches that she holds....iip (Report) Reply

  • Sallam Yassin (11/21/2013 9:39:00 AM)

    when you are drinking the desire
    the the desire is drinking you
    and drinking in you
    you became in three/ and there is more....... in your golden CUP (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards (11/20/2013 2:31:00 PM)

    i HAVE the slightest idea what you are talking about. i usually like to have MORE than a slight idea what a poem means, BUT with this poem, i don't care. i enjoyed it...........though i do have comments (more) for P.M. which i will send to her as a message. gotta read it again! i'll send to MyPoemList.......at least for it's uniqueness...and more. thanks for sharing. :) i also don't understand the comment (below) by s. pookkat. i'm probably just a dummy! (Report) Reply

  • Sekharan Pookkat (11/19/2013 7:00:00 AM)

    Used symbol is uncommon
    but should be prized
    for its significance
    And aptness of the context
    for the the title as well as content (Report) Reply

Read all 9 comments »

PoemHunter.com Updates

Poem of the Day

poet Edmund Spenser

My love is like to ice, and I to fire:
How comes it then that this her cold so great
Is not dissolved through my so hot desire,
But harder grows the more I her entreat?
...... Read complete »

   

Trending Poems

  1. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  3. Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou
  4. Nothing Gold Can Stay, Robert Frost
  5. If, Rudyard Kipling
  6. Dreams, Langston Hughes
  7. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou
  8. Fire and Ice, Robert Frost
  9. A Late Walk, Robert Frost
  10. My Love Is Like To Ice, Edmund Spenser

Trending Poets

[Hata Bildir]