I
it holds my attention:
this liquid invigorator
warm, earth-toned, bitter
milked by a jug
to soften the edge
it calls my intentions:
come, swirl and sink in this
drink, where I may swallow
and remember
what I need to do
II
it surrounds the liquid
mass of quivering promises
Luke-warmed, blood-toned
bitters for the old
sweets for the young
vine-fed memories call
for my intentions, come
kneel and sink in this, drink
and remember
swallow the truth, whole
Ah, no "humming" today. Here you are soloing in a two-part aria, the voice beautiful and strong as cups & drink.
ReplyDeleteKay, you make effective use of parallels and their variations to highlight/contrast the things unsaid.
ReplyDeleteHappy Rabbit Year 2011!
Chen-ou
Thank you, friends. You both honor me. :o)
ReplyDeleteHippy, Hoppy New Year's, 2 Ewes, too.
~Kay