Full Cup

A bountiful life

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Full Cup

Bountiful magenta wine of life

Pours freely from my pitcher

Bubbly

            Full of fizz

                                At times

When flat tastes good with rye

 

Soon this pitcher will empty

What will become of me

Shall I sail out to the sea

Where my soul will

Run free

Author's Note

Just a thought I had the other day. It's a simple thought but I had to share it. What do you think?

Reviews

[Eric Cox]

Cool imagery of bountiful life, and what happens after life (the beauty of sailing out to the sea where your soul will run free) is very beautiful. Nicely done.

[D.J. Lutz]

Our lives are all like wine bottles, drifting the waves, yet the message inside is what matters to the reader. I am glad I got off my butt and started reading again - and that this was the first thing I read. Excellent.

[HopelesslyDevoted]

love the ending! totally makes the whole poem more powerful!

[KAREN]

I like it! I felt free reading this!
What will become of me
Shall I sail out to the sea
Where my soul will
Run free

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

It was almost as if this person had a few sips and loosened up a bit,
opening up in the second stanza. I enjoyed this one a lot. The sea
is calling. I hear it.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Great poem, flow is wonderful!

[Dilan Gray]

I really like this poem! Great images!

[Linear]

No no instead please wont you come to me, rest your head upon my bed. sorry couldn't help myself, great flow, is the wine a metaphor. poem r u

[Robin]

that was simply wonderful and flowed beautifully ~

[Tina Kline]

Yeah, just sit back and relax and enjoy these moments of relaxation or perhaps one wild ride, too much going on then but hopefully it will be fun! A very enjoyable poem!