champagne

Happy New Year!!!!

Champagne

there is champagne in the brass cup!
tonight we will drink to the snitch of time
and stride into the moans & joy
of the candy apple year
we will pile our plates with laughter
to trick the gods into surrender
the moon will sit like a dipper & pour
the pinkest champagne & gold
and we may ask God, with a winning smile
for sacred sand & glue & paper,
to cut the finest figure
to hold our creative pieces
to fill an hour glass for a year
of good times for pasting.

 

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[W.k.kortas]

The rest of the common run of would-be writers who create occasional pieces would be well served if someone grabbed them by the scruff of the neck, dragged them over to look at this piece, and told "Write something like this, and you'll be just fine."