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For Your Sake

For your sake I will warm up
the weaselly words
to downplay the fiery spirit
of cold straight and raw poesy juice.
I will serve it blood hot, 
warmed up,
hand-cupped with love,
in wily, lily white bowls.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Ashley Avatar
June 7, 2018 at 10:44 PM
Congratulations, John, on your excellent win with your wonderfully nuanced and captivating poem. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
Gauthier Avatar
June 7, 2018 at 10:01 AM
Such a fun poem, John. Congrats on your well deserved win.
Lawless Avatar
June 7, 2018 at 7:54 AM
I'll have a double "hot poesy juice"....I can just see those "weaselly words" peering from their dens. Thanks for participating in the contest
Gauthier Avatar
May 31, 2018 at 9:06 AM
That's the Japanese sake, right? Reads well both ways, John. Very clever.
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