Dip Deep the Ladle

one of my first poems

 

Dip deep the ladle, in the poets flowing river.

Let the words quench your thirst for rhyme,

 

Like a fine wine, drink in the words,

Twirl them around your tongue,

Then let slowly slip down the throat, 

While they make you delirious with their meanings.

 

Inhale of the bouquet and cherish the thrill,

As you devour the dreams of the poet.

Reviews

[Azifwecare]

you're making me thirst for this wine and the allure of your words.

[Trace]

Thank you for reading and commenting on this poem. It's an oldy but goody

[MsJewel]

This was one of your first poems? Very well done Trace....and you just keep getting better and better. We really should write something together soon. Miss you. Julie

[Trace]

I was trying to be a bohemian poet.
And dip deep into my psyche.

Hope to dip into your words and spill them across my tongue soon.

T.