Drink up

A quadrille poem

Only words;

tea stained crown
coronated beneath the coiled mist
brown as Thames water
- worn on the teeth

purely sweet talk
trading in counterfeit riches
- white lies and empty promises

holding out his heart
to keep
as jarred moonlight
- gone in the morning.

© Darius the Mate

Doubling up: written for Shay’s Word Garden, and dVerse.

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30 thoughts on “Drink up

  1. A short, biting and well-crafted quadrille. The beauty of these short forms is in the way they condense ideas into their most potent expressions, and the images in this, each separate short stanza, walk that path perfectly. There are many stained crowns out there and their browning makes the jarred mooonlight offered all the sadder. Great use of the list words as well–I had to search for them, and that means you made them yours.

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    1. Reminds me of a few…white lies and white lines….those who take the moon with them in a jar, yes…unable to face daylight…well they think they do…wonderful quadrille..

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