Wine In Goblets Served Poem by Valsa George
Wine In Goblets Served
I am a wanton butterfly.
With Aurora, I start my day
on viewless wings I float by
sucking honey from floral cups
I pace around hungry
never fully satiated
The blooms from which I drink
are not of a garden plot
nor of the open fields
or of the verdant meads
nor the ones hidden in dells
proclaiming their presence
with the fragrance they carry
perfuming the surrounding air
They do not grow on plants
in the dooryard of any house
never they dry up in the scorching heat
or wither with the passing of time
They are the poems
blooming in the fertile imagination
of the blessed bards of this site
They relieve me of my anguish
like balm applied on reeking wounds
They draw me in with the magic of their songs
rock me on a swing, lifting me up and down
sometimes they make me inebriated
as bubbling wine in goblets served
Wonderful imaginary on composing a metaphorical poem on poems amusingly giving a title 'Wine In Goblets Served '.Whole poem is on stunning and thrilling expression. Wine is supposed to be the poems of blessed bards.. . I want to quote some lines here... They are the poems blooming in the fertile imagination of the blessed bards of this site They relieve me of my anguish like balm applied on reeking wounds They draw me in with the magic of their songs rock me on a swing, lifting me up and down sometimes they make me inebriated as bubbling wine in goblets served. Thanks for sharing.
Again this is more than extraordinary.......Valsa.......even when an infant, and in your cradle, you had a soul for poetry or else such a composition would have been impossible......Great imagination and great creativity....Full credit
They are the poems blooming in the fertile imagination A great poem on poetry.
hey, valsa! i enjoyed this. there are several phrases that particularly stand out- viewless wings floral cups balm applied on reeking wounds as bubbling wine in goblets served. i'm reminded that sometimes we see, we meet God in other people- the God who is Love. and if you haven't already read and perhaps commented on my piece, one poem, it's one i wrote with the poems and poetry in poemhunter in mind. glen
Thank you so much Glen for your analytical review of my poem! The poem you have mentioned is already read and commented on earlier!
Like this lovely poem which brought me much delight Got all my senses tingling till the morning light Thank you wanton butterfly for this fantastic write
These lovely words are indeed a delight Sweeter than honey they taste Oh..I am lifted to the sky forthright Thank you so much... Loke!
How poetry enriches the soul deeply...to read and to write. I flew with your butterfly seeking and tasting those poems...and I too have found the most precious of gems penned so exquisitely from your pen. Those poems that swing you from the highest beams or throw you into the deepest profound sadness and I understand the hunger that returns ferociously.
What a beautiful comment you have written of the poem...Simone! If you found my poems exquisite, it is a great honor for me and I can be proud that I am a poet! While writing the poem, definitely I had in mind your poems too! Thank you so much for all the encouragement you are giving me always! I feel obliged!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Wonderful imaginary on composing a metaphorical poem on poems amusingly giving a title 'Wine In Goblets Served '.