The Alchemy of Absinthe

We embrace all allies
and align our enemies
Maybe it makes
the heart grow fonder?

And shall we wander
straight up, fall far
for stars and
call our sacred selves
astronomically saved?

Shall the day crave
aspen song
and ashen wish,
all about the angled
swash of wave?

(the ardent rabble)
Mama, may I?
(June, July, August,
my own small way
the unraveling of anger.
Yes, you


Prompted by Miz Q. Come play!  




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3 Responses to The Alchemy of Absinthe

  1. I give that a triple “A” (although the poem is major league!) De bomb!

  2. **waving for all the assonance that was resident, but not asinine** i’m all in

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