we had grapevines, four separate trunks
one for each nuclear member
and when the gloom of Winter, surrendered
we would compete, for that sweetest - title
although, when looking back
I can’t recall
their taste or appearance, on a plate
in my mind’s idyllic childhood scenes, they remain
enticingly delectable images
forever glistening
with uncorrupted expectation: waiting
fated to remain unpicked, never manhandled
and subjected to that inevitability - of disappointment’s
ravenous grip
© L. B. Mek
July 2020
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Comments8
A nice write LB.
Reminds me of the grape vines I planted in my house.
Enjoyable
nice, that must be a warm memory to call upon during Winter
thank you for taking the time to comment, Happy New Year!
Hi LB,
A captivating write.
Keep writing ✍ and safe during these challenging times.
FineB
thank you, same to you dear Poet
Happy New Year, appreciate your encouraging words
The title in brilliant ... and what follows is immediately captivating and remains so throughout ... tis one o them sure to be revisited ... Neville
so glad you liked it, this is a layered write and a personal favourite
Happy New Year my friend, stay safe
Have a good New Year, thanks for the friend request. Stay safe.
Happy New Year dear Poet
Really held me - a great write.
if you approve - it must be half decent, thanks Michael
Happy New Year
Loved it L.B.
I'm so glad, thanks Jerry
Happy New Year dear Poet, stay safe
Very good words Mek.
Andy
thanks Andy, appreciate you taking the time to comment and show support at such a challenging time for you personally, just a small sample of the empathetic person you are my friend
Happy New Year, stay safe
'salud, mi amigo' 🍻
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