Raise a Glass . . .

lillian

Drawn to a metaphoric life-style
she sparkled and effervesced
through a bubblicious youth,
toast of the town.
Aged now,
she sits beside her Christmas tree,
mulls over memories.
Clutches sachets of anisee seed,
crushed cinammon sticks,
ground cloves and citrus peel.
Low heat radiates
as embers die nearby.

 

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Amaya hosts Tuesday Poetics at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets. She asks us to think about secret ingredients…be they in a recipe or a poem. “Think subtle but noticeable.”

Raise a Glass talks about life in metaphors….from the champagne-like effervescence of youth; to the earthy sweetness of old life, like a mulled wine, commonly known in Scandinavia as GLØGG and in Germany as GLUHWEIN/glow wine.

Pub opens at 3 PM Boston time. Come join us!

49 thoughts on “Raise a Glass . . .”

    • lillian December 4, 2018 / 3:12 pm

      Ah….just like sipping a glass or mug of warm mulled wine 🙂

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    • lillian December 4, 2018 / 3:18 pm

      She sure is! 🙂 A little mulled wine beside the Christmas tree — that sounds like a lovely way to enjoy a Christmas and reflect on your memories past.

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  4. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) December 4, 2018 / 3:17 pm

    I think this is a wonderful way of growing old… I think there is still some champagne in me… but I do mull over wine and rock with beer too.

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    • lillian December 4, 2018 / 3:19 pm

      Hah! Your comment made me smile, Bjorn. No beer for me……but I think I’ll be bubbly till the day I die.

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  5. Grace December 4, 2018 / 3:17 pm

    Love the scents: Clutches sachets of anisee seed,
    crushed cinammon sticks,
    ground cloves and citrus peel.

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    • lillian December 4, 2018 / 3:20 pm

      Thank you, Grace. To me, the best part of warm mulled wine, in particular Swedish glogg, is using it almost as aromatherapy! 🙂

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  6. Gospel Isosceles December 4, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    A lifetime as seen through what she drinks, learning as she sips: you are what you drink. Nice. I’m dark, like my beer:)

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    • lillian December 10, 2018 / 11:32 am

      I’m mostly bubbly! 🙂 Glad you enjoyed.

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  7. kim881 December 4, 2018 / 3:35 pm

    I love the fizziness in the opening lines, Lill, the way it settles into the mulling and mulled wine by the Christmas tree, and ends so aromatically!

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  9. lynn__ December 4, 2018 / 3:48 pm

    Drinking in life to the full is her secret…cheers, Lillian!

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    • lillian December 10, 2018 / 11:34 am

      Ah yes…..we must imbibe as much as we can of life’s twists and turns!

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  10. kanzensakura December 4, 2018 / 4:42 pm

    Love this, you bubbly thing you! I am at the stage where I prefer a cut of eggnog by the fire. Love the scents in this.

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    • lillian December 10, 2018 / 11:34 am

      Glad you enjoyed, Toni. I must say, in all honesty, egg nog has always curdled my tongue! I’ll take mulled wine every time 🙂

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      • kanzensakura December 10, 2018 / 12:03 pm

        I am an old southern girl from a teetotalling family. I make my egg nog like my great grandmother who was taught by her mother. You enjoy the wine I will enjoy the egg nog and we both shall have happy times.

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      • lillian December 10, 2018 / 12:04 pm

        Ah, I’ll sit and sip or sup with you any time my friend! 😊

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  11. Glenn Buttkus December 4, 2018 / 4:56 pm

    Remember, dear, you are what you drink. I was going to write about the ingredients in a fine wine, but passion rode roughshod over my pen, and the state of the world beckoned me.

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    • lillian December 10, 2018 / 11:35 am

      Ah yes……I most definitely prefer wine, mulled or not….over egg nog which curdles my tongue and beer which just smells of hops and sours my mouth! 🙂

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  12. msjadeli December 4, 2018 / 6:26 pm

    i like the changing flavors and composition (bubbling to mulled) of the seasons

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    • lillian December 10, 2018 / 11:36 am

      Glad you enjoyed! I thought it most appropriate to post at the pub! 🙂

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  14. Silver December 4, 2018 / 8:15 pm

    “she sparkled and effervesced”

    “mulls over memories.
    Clutches sachets of anisee seed,
    crushed cinammon sticks,
    ground cloves and citrus peel.
    Low heat radiates”

    This is so good. I love the rhythm and sound throughout. The end is melancholy, but maybe it doesn’t have to be.

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    • lillian December 10, 2018 / 11:37 am

      So very glad you enjoyed. hmmmm…yes, a bit melancholy. Or perhaps simply mulling over the past and thinking a life well lived 🙂

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    • lillian December 10, 2018 / 11:38 am

      Thank you, Violet. Appropriate to post at a pub, right? 🙂

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  17. sarahsouthwest December 5, 2018 / 7:30 am

    What a lovely metaphor for a life well lived. Well, I thought it sounded well lived, anyway!

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    • lillian December 10, 2018 / 11:38 am

      Oh yes, Sarah. Definitely meant to point to a life well lived….and still the love burning a bit as well.

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    • lillian December 10, 2018 / 11:39 am

      It’s kind of true, right? At leas, I think so. Especially during this Christmas season, I find myself mulling over memories, old photos, days with my folks etc.

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  20. katiemiafrederick December 5, 2018 / 1:21 pm

    SMiLes mY FriEnd Lillian
    for the effervescence
    of Youth
    Bubbling
    Up From
    An Eternal
    Spring Need
    not be a Secret
    Ingredient for a Free
    Song and Dance is Just
    A Child of Wonder Anew
    Stepping Back into the
    Shoes and Songs of LiFE..:)

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  21. Frank J. Tassone December 5, 2018 / 7:26 pm

    I can’t imagine a more apropo contribution for a dVerse Poets Pub prompt. LOL! As a man that happily imbibes his red wine and the periodic beer and port, I salivate at your luscious imagery! 🙂

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  22. rob kistner December 6, 2018 / 1:33 pm

    I am late getting round to read. My cardiologist has me on new meds that have making me dizzy, so been difficult reading, sorry!
    Lillian, I want your sachet, i am inhaling the fragrance over here. i will toast you with hot cider (not permitted spirits), and I’d stoke your fire if I could… enjoyed this poem… 🙂

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    • lillian December 10, 2018 / 11:41 am

      Ah Rob….careful with those meds. Went through that with my husband….it just takes a while to adjust. As we always say, thankful for every day.

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