Gershon Wolf Poet Couplet

Dainty Vials of Nectar

Dreaming of verdant meadows and amber acreage
    flush on the banks of a dazzling blue lake's ridge 

  Jousting with villains for the hand of fair damsels
    or expounding the writ close by the chancel

  Forsooth, verily, indeed and indubitably 
    though others kvetch and moan lugubriously

  Verily, forsooth, by my troth and a tad convolutedly
    I've plied my trade unfailingly jubilantly

  Always meant to be a poet from the age of nine
    ~ crafting dainty vials of nectar with zesty grape wine

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Michael Tor May 31, 2023 at 8:01 PM Refreshing to read my friend you got to do what you love at the age of nine.

John Lawless May 30, 2023 at 6:00 PM set 'em up....the drinks are on the muse

Tom Cunningham May 30, 2023 at 7:01 AM What a lovely dream you had Gershon. You awake and feel good for the rest of the day. Tom Gershon Wolf May 30, 2023 at 11:44 AM Soooooooooooooooooooooo nice to see your avatar, Tom. Been missing your amazing poems and good cheer! Stick around! Thanks, Gershon

Yann Rolland May 30, 2023 at 12:17 AM a successful dream, indeed, i love the beauty of this poem, brilliant, thanks yann

Evelyn Judy Buehler May 29, 2023 at 9:20 PM It was fun reading this well imagined poem, which harkens back to days of yore. Brilliant writing, Gershon. :D

Quoth Theraven May 29, 2023 at 9:07 PM Gershon, I rather enjoyed reading this poem. Reminded me of D'Artagnan of The Three Musketeers with a dash of Monty Python wit. Hope you had a nice Memorial Day. -Richard