Short Goblet Poems

elixir
bend to kiss her
- wine goblet, skin
elixir
medicine...

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A goblet of deep yearning
  face quizzical, heart pounding
a shrug of a glance upward
  ~ drink the hemlock...

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He said, be my valentine love
Then he slowly put on his glove
He took out dark chocolate
Threw it with the goblet
Then smirKly said, oh I’m sorry my-love

...

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wine’s fragrance is heavenly
love the feel of the cool crystal goblet stem in my hand
in a few minutes my thoughts are mushy
I become extremely giddy and gushy...

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Green moss
glistens. Trees reach
out to one another.
The wind,
she is singing!
o spring, o life,
o crystal lake
so full
filling up some
goblet in
my soul....

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What is thy duty
Where is thy service
An eagle’s chance
Oh, I would give
This right arm
To drink of
This goblet, but
One sweet
Night
To gain
This isotope
Of love...

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allow me to introduce to you
a dear friend
may I present The Green Man
we once shared a goblet of mead
inside the head of a nobleman
sometime in the early
thirteenth century

...

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So many known faces,
So many recite-worthy roads and ways,
We don’t meet again, how many days
Gone;

With this goblet, I recall those names,
And I had have my drinks
With these oblivious nights,
Accompanied by my loneliness,
Alone....

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Her daughter did pour, and then more, of wine.
The goblet was tall and she filled it fine.
The glass sort of tipsy —
Well-tanked was the gypsy.
A cop cut her off when she crossed the line.

12/26/2018

Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton...

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Marla the mermaid was a timid little creature who chose quiet
She stayed in her goblet during more than one insane riot.
A green frog stood guard, for he was intrigued by her charm.
She allowed him to stay, for after all, what was the harm?...

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Like that broad in an apricot bra
hanging over the sill
of her tenement window, the sun

is over me now, its nectar 
laughing and falling.
I don’t have a barrel,

not even a goblet,
so I whirl underneath
hoping I drown.


Donal Mahoney...

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I would dance upon the cratered moon,
for just one dance with thee.
I would sip the hemlock,
if touched by your lips the goblet be.
I would peculate the honeycomb,
and risk wrath of the bee,
if you had deigned to ask the honey
from impoverished me....

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A Lovers Charm..
A Merchants Ring.
A Bullfrogs Heart..
A Black Bats Wing..
In the cauldron, 
to simmer and swell.
I raise the Goblet..
and cast my spell.

Actual spell:

http://www.poetrysoup.com/member_area/edit_my_poem.aspx?PoemID=605504...

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sweet tooth pig Charley Barley had cupcakes on her head.
tied into an oversized crystal goblet, full of sugarplums all red.
there were lollypops and m and m’s, so she would be well fed.
we followed her all over hoping she would drop a few my cousin said....

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Fill the golden goblet 

And sip the wine of life 

Leave your cares far behind 

Your worries and your strife

Let your thoughts just drift away

You spend too much time thinking 

Strip the burdens that you wear

And spend more time just drinking...

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rainbow iridescent waters reflects the pink moon of Greece
I pour myself a goblet of wine, observing the prettiness of the vegetation
it has been the perfect day. 
I pick up my pen and begin tossing down words.
they all have to do with beauty, for how could they not?...

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As of a chrysalis

the beneficent breakage

exfoliation

emergence from

isolationism

into a mosaic of group dynamics

a centring of regard

a new diagnosis

a lissom beginning

departing an empty goblet

full of peppermint concern


sbaquie  2000...

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Rosé Wine

The molten goblet tips, 
spills day’s waning wine,  
blushing the surface,
dimpled crystal catching color like liquid glass.
Quietly the sea sighs,
sunset dreaming.

Copyright, February 23, 2022
Bite Size Poem no.37 Poetry Contest
Line Gauthier, Sponsor...

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KISS OF DEATH

full-bodied wine

felicitous lipstick

smile glistens in goblet

gregarious sips

~

rogue wave

of purple grape

plenipotentiary drink

steals Juliet’s kiss

11/4/2017
Rick Parise’s 8 Line Poem Contest
Theme: Death...

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In few divine moments i lived
    When I palated the wine of love
    and fell in heaven ...
    In the goblet of peace, I consumed and
    In placidly remained ...
    At the portal of light i endured,
    and I was soothed...
    Back to earth now ...?
    No i won't be back...

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Give me words worthy

And i will spill from this goblet,

Flowing bitterness shall let from my bosom

Hear my outcry all ye victims of my struggles

My scribble dripping in red

My pages drenched in blood

My words shall flow like a cleansing tide

And this i shall call my blood letters...

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Muses heady impressions flowing
fires a torch of creative passions.
Wine and sweet music evokes lovely
unheard song of extreme imagery.
From the invisible goblet pours
into my brain rivers
of ideas.  
Penned
by
my
poetic form.
Another series of 
lines taken shape upon written page....

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Put your fingers into kalihi*,
Kalihta.

There is nothing there.
But it is so beautiful.
Your fingers – kalihi…
A fresco.
It remained of ???ss??**
in a boundless sea.

And my eyes.

*a kind of an oblong goblet of
Late Minoan epoch
** Knossos – a great archaeological site in Greece...

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ALEPH,BETH,GIMEL,DALETH,HE,VAU,ZAIN,CHETH,TETH,JOD,CAPH,LAMED,MEM,NUN,SAMECH,AIN,PE,TZADDI,KOPH,RESH,SCHIN,TAU...

Beginning
House
Benefactor
Fourth
Salt
Nail
Sword
Terror
Wheel
Arm
Goblet
Incite
Water
Fecundity
Support
Eye
Breath
Fish-hook
Feast
Head,
Two,
Sign.
    18:01:05:13:10...

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I finger the rim of her goblet,
And speak with a slurring lisp:
"The floor won't clean itself,
no matter how many times I scream at it;
that's why I'm thankful you're in my life:
Because I rarely have to scream at you 
more than twice."

- This is the early warning sign:
That it's nearly my bed time...

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