shaken gladly

shaken gladly

 

 

a loose olive

freed from its martini life

the pit just a gnarled past

the gin, a softly pounding residue

of yesterday's overindulgence of you

 

a wet coaster,

an ice cubed tear

and i am stirred at the thought

 

we once drank love from the same

short glass

 

now just sipping away,

i see that olive slip further from 

view,

and bend a smile its way.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

8/10/16

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

I'd definitely switch brands, continue on the martini trail, never look back now that's a toast for a poet such as you.

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Al...:)))

[Einstein Noodle]

bottoms up ...might as well drink it to the last ;) i have never had a martini .. but now i have put it on the list ... next time i am in the right bar :))) it may be a while tho, i am not what one could ever call a rich man (financially) but until then ..i will continue my treat from time to time ..with olives in me beers :))))
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

ha ha....thanks E.---

j.

[Einstein Noodle]

cheers jacob! have the best of days always ;)

[Paul Bell]

You can see this all in front of you, probably clean it away after awhile. But it's still there looking back at you.
Great write.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Paul.
j.

[Bacchus]

besides the fact that olives and gin are gross-
this is amazing... really smooth.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i appreciate you saying that, Bacchus, because i hate martini's or pretty much any drink that tastes like booze...so not sure even why i use the comparison...although my dad was a big martini fan...his were stirred, not shaken.

thank you for your words,

j.