...and as I drank I pondered long
on the ways of women and the world;
the meaning and the place of art,
and the ravages of age and heartless Time.
In that reverie I saw the black face
of despair; I heard the mocking note
of youthful song, and mourned for love
I never had, but always longed for.
The wine I drank seemed sour now,
its bitter flavour matched my mood
and the acrid tang of failure weighed
heavily on my all-too-human soul.
Where has life and love gone to,
why has hope and vision fled from me?
Author notes
Option 2--"I sat and mused and drank sweet wine." W.B.Yeats
A contest entry
- The Coffee House Prompt Challenge: Round 5 by Ceridwens Soul.
1050 points, ended October 26, 2008, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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A thought provoking take on the prompt.
In parts quite chilling but at the same time opening up the soul to the reader.
Well done,
Thank you for sharing
Jem and Ju
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The reader is drawn into a wonderful work of life that stands before us, time moves forward as youths song sour the wine and mood as failure drains the vision of love. The line are clear and moving for the reader as youth no longer a friend moves all to quickly with the face of time.
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Very "beat" poetry. I like the direction you took this prompt. Nice work.
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Pretty damn good, Bill.
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I really enjoyed this winding path of thoughts, so easily identifiable by many I am sure-great response to the prompt-I really liked the title being an active part of the poem it flowed really well and had a great cadence. peace.
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Thank you for your entry, good luck!
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My thoughts to wander down this same path from time to time.Deep strong and thought provoking my friend...mal
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