Results Pending 11 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 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.



Results Pending

He knocks at the door, eyes crinkling,

teeth too white, introduces himself.

She does not want a new neighbor,

is busy writing a love poem.


He produces the dark green bottle,

gift of the grape.  She sees promises of losing

direction.  He will find his.

She should be neighborly.


Her grandmother’s large cut crystal

wine glasses.  She blows off dust.

One glass, two.   He laughs at her jokes.

Already the tight band of pain


binds her head.  She invites

him to go but he insists

on dashing next door

to bring another.


When he leaves,

she locks the door.

C.J. Prince  ©2014


About cjprinceauthor

I write. I read. I write and read...I listen to raindrops on begonias, talk to ravens, dance with dragons. I practice Tai Chi in a barn, I sleep with earth stones and tarot cards. I celebrate each day. Join me!
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