Fruitacious frivolity

~just a scribble~

Dripping maple sap,

the tenebrous trees trap-

Golden gelatinous gin.

In fruity flagons, like hazel ink,

they store their tipsy drink,

making the boundary's red robe

stretch into a globulous globe

Like a barrel of heady ale-

A swollen drop of great detail.

Impregnated with wondrous wines, 

Down it descends like dropped dimes.

Author's Note

~Just a scribble~

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

The title made me smile, as one who adores frivolity of any kind. And then, you had me at dripping maple sap, which I pour over my waffles nearly every morning. The real stuff. Oh, so enchanted, every line alive with music and movement, the wonders of life being poured out drop by divine drop.

[Moonie]

Thank you! :)

[Einstein Noodle]

ohhhhhh my my my! this poem makes me want to get out in the wood and find a maple ... and .....do things ..... :) ... shame on me and look what you done to me!! ..
your use of alliteration is wonderful! .. good heaven above .. what will i do with a knot hole ;) ..

kidding! just kidding! i do hug trees but i also have my limits! great compact poem of all kinds of things!
E.

[Moonie]

Ha, I do have my moments after all. Notify me when you find a suitable maple to hug, dear E. :))

[Moonie]

Or when you find a suitable knot hole....:P

[Gabriel Eden]

Vermont.......;)

[Woody]

haha amazing!! your word choice is stunning. a wonderful write that made me laugh. don't ask me why.

[Moonie]

I solemnly swear I won't ask you the reason! :))
Although, I am glad it made you laugh. :)

[Christopher Robin]

Nicely penned, I enjoyed each sneaky alliteration more than the last, you should have 'just a scribble' more often.

-Robin

[Moonie]

Ah, thank you. Adding " have more scribbles" to my to-do list! :))