About the Poem
Pick me pick me. I thought maybe sometimes love has a humorous twist and could be found in the vineyard of life somewhere.
Love And A Grape |
| by Vinny |
| A blossom in the sun, a budding growing singularity, tended everyday with care, soon to be chosen, and savored as a fine wine, an inebriating liquid yearning to overflow. Then, at its peak, overlooked - its essence never to be tasted, withheld from parched lips, left to become a raisin. |
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4 Visitor Comments
Melissa
Thank you. Wonderful insightful; this poem is sad, but true.
David
Fantastic idea for a poem. To me it represents our lives. If we don't share ourselves with others then we will become the raisin. Thanks
Eskimilo
Just like life!
Kitty
This writer has beautiful insight with all his poetry! @~~~~>>~~~~
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