Inebriated on Words

Point the way through wild thyme,
curling seductive fiddleheads.
Engulf me in hyacinth scented air.
I crave to satisfy my senses.

Perhaps words can fulfill this lust?
Become the enticement I desire?
Smooth curved letters
connecting script to feelings . . .

. . . forgive me while I imbibe.

It’s Quadrille Monday at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets across the globe. Today Lisa is tending the pub and asks us to use the word “way” in our quadrille (a poem of exactly 44 words, sans title). Pub opens at 3 PM Boston time. Come imbibe! Image from Pixabay.com

49 thoughts on “Inebriated on Words

  1. Lucy January 25, 2021 / 2:36 pm

    Beautifully penned!

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    • lillian January 25, 2021 / 3:49 pm

      Me too, Bjorn. This is our first winter season (I count that as January and February) in Boston in 6 years….no more Bermuda or sunny San Diego because of Covid restrictions. And our boots are still down in our storage cupboard. No snow at all. If we’re here….I want a blizzard! 🙂

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  2. kim881 January 25, 2021 / 3:09 pm

    Isn’t that the aim of the Poets Pub, Lill, to become inebriated on words? I love the scents you have evoked in your poem, and the juxtaposition of ‘curling seductive fiddleheads’ with ‘Smooth curved letters’.

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  3. Mish January 25, 2021 / 3:15 pm

    Love the sound of “smooth curved letters” and that somehow in the beauty of your creative mind, you found a place for fiddle heads in your poem. Gotta love that.

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    • lillian January 25, 2021 / 3:50 pm

      I’ve always loved the word “fiddleheads” as well as the look of them….and have eaten them as a delicacy as well! 🙂

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  4. Ingrid January 25, 2021 / 3:22 pm

    I forgive you, for who would not want to imbibe such an elixir?

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  5. Glenn A. Buttkus January 25, 2021 / 3:51 pm

    Such a lovely moment, and piece. Here in the Pac NW it is fern country, but I don’t think we have fiddleheads. As kids we used to pull ferns up, then use them as spears and swords.

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    • lillian January 25, 2021 / 3:52 pm

      Picturing you as a little boy brandishing a fern….you made my day, Glenn! 🙂

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  6. Misky January 25, 2021 / 3:51 pm

    Aaah, fiddleheads. Fried in butter. What a tasty poem!

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  7. msjadeli January 25, 2021 / 3:52 pm

    The whole poem is lush and tantalizing and your last line seals the deal. Lovely!

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  8. Ron. January 25, 2021 / 4:05 pm

    Intoxicating work, Lillian. Thanks!

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  9. Beverly Crawford January 25, 2021 / 4:51 pm

    Ah yes, this is where we call come to imbibe. Monday is too long to wait for the Pub! Love this, Lillian.

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    • lillian January 26, 2021 / 2:34 pm

      Oh yes….how I love to imbibe at dVerse!

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  10. peterfrankiswrites January 25, 2021 / 5:00 pm

    Clever piece – I particularly liked the pun in ‘point the way through wild thyme’; the sensuality of the first stanza and the wit of the second – delicious.

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    • lillian January 26, 2021 / 2:34 pm

      Ah…you caught the pun! 🙂

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    • lillian January 26, 2021 / 2:35 pm

      So glad you enjoyed it, Helen! I do sometimes feel very satisfied by words 🙂 Especially enjoy imbibing at the dVerse pub!

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    • lillian January 26, 2021 / 2:39 pm

      Oh yes….it’s not even February and I’m itching for spring!

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    • lillian January 26, 2021 / 2:42 pm

      Oh yes….there is a certain satisfaction with words! Your question reminds me of the Christmas Even tradition I grew up with as a child; one my husband and I continued with our children; and that they now continue with their children. We get a Christmas card for each other, and what is important is we spend some time writing in them….how we’ve appreciated the person in the past year…or a memory…something personal. We set them by the plates and before food is served, we open our cards silently. There are always smiles….sometimes tears of love….Words definitely have power and carry emotions.

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  11. kaykuala h January 26, 2021 / 3:33 pm

    Smooth curved letters
    connecting script to feelings . . .

    Beautiful wordcraft Lillian. Our wants are beyond materials and a time frame. But nothing compared to cravings and being satisfied with creative endeavours.

    Hank

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  12. Tricia Sankey January 26, 2021 / 6:20 pm

    I’m definitely a bit buzzed after that! You mix a good one, cheers! 🍷

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  13. wolfsrosebud January 29, 2021 / 7:59 am

    Just green with envy buried in piles of snow. Thank you for a glimpse of spring and all it’s luscious textures.

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