The Main Course Of A Poet's Dinner Poem by Elena Sandu
The Main Course Of A Poet's Dinner
A poet's heart
can be teared,
shredded, smashed,
but shall be back
with much more power!
The poet soul might die
a thousand times
but it will soon jump back
standing straight, high,
a thousand-and-one times!
Pain, is the main course
of a poet's dinner
But will always end with a full glass
from the love winery, cheers!
Hugs for all of you, my loving dears!
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4/23/2024 7:38:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Let's drink to that! your poem made me think of a song that combines both pain and love with a silky voice that carresses your soul: Dulce Pontes - Lagrima. I keep this song in a bottle underneath my bed, it never goes empty :)