Saturday, April 12, 2014

Kabinet Jeroboam

Twelfth day of this year’s National Poetry Writing Month. Today’s’ prompt (optional, as always). Poets have been writing about love and wine, wine and love, since . . . well, since the time of Anacreon, a Greek poet who was rather partial to that subject matter. Anacreon developed a particular meter for his tipsy, lovey-dovey verse, but Anacreontics in English generally do away with meter-based constraints. Anacreontics might be described as a sort of high-falutin’ drinking song. So today I challenge you to write about wine-and-love. Of course, you may have no love of wine yourself, in which case you might try an anti-Anacreontic poem.

I am participating in A to Z Challenge 2014 where we write 26 posts in a month each day on one word from A to Z barring Sunday's. Today's word is "K".
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It’s simply divine,
White, purple, red or green
In all colours it holds its sheen

Long years it survives,
With age you improvise
It proves, the older
The things it gets better

Comes packed with a cork tight
Chilled is how, white is served right

Most wine
When they dine
Never to be contained
In one goblet
Best with cheese ate
Goes with it
Like bread with butter
It’s healthy either

Traveled with men since nomad
Often held in Jeroboam
As they broke in a jig
Of a symphonic poem
They took a swig


herebelow are my friends and co-bloggers who are also participating in NapoWrimo:

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