Thereupon a banquet spread
delectable dishes arrayed—
greens, meats, fruit, and wine:
marine, fowl, farm, and vine.
Alongside me your visage bright,
imbibing, ingesting, we sup;
from selfsame platter dine—
my heart yours, and yours mine.
The goblet glints in candle gleam,
its rim still kissed with berry red;
we toast not to the fleeting dream,
but to the life we feast and wed.
A hush between the courses falls,
save for the sigh of pouring rain,
yet silence speaks where eye recalls
your touch, my solace and refrain.
No richer fare could fill our need,
nor daintier sweetness tempt the tongue,
than nearness drawn in quiet deed—
two souls where once there had been one.
And when the final crumbs are gone,
and all the wine has slipped to air,
still my heart, steadfast and fond,
shall remember you—forever there.
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Such a style of a past era is carried by this poem. The first stanza caught my attention with the nice paring and rhyme of the last two lines. As in rhyme the story carries on one finds that the other is imaginary or at least just a memory. A definite fave
Thanks Soren. It was about time to roll out this extended version 🕊️🙏🏻
A wonderfully constructed journey into the gastronomic arts. The cadence and rhyme is perfect,Very enjoyable master work compadre
Good to have that at least! Your feedback has given affirmation to this which is highly valued. Thanks amigo.🕊️🙏🏻
Originally written and posted with its first two stanzas. Thanks for your kind consideration in welcoming this extended version.
BRAVO
Thanks Tony 🕊️🙏🏻
You're welcome
Feel like I am stuffed to the gills after my banquet at the medieval table, enjoyed the read
Thanks PL/TN, glad the banquet was enjoyable 🕊️🙏🏻
You are very welcome
A brilliant remembrance of olden times when two hearts were one. The celebrational setting adds contrast to the longing desire of the narrator. Enjoyed this. - Phil A.
Thanks Phil, it's a joyful remembrance. Most appreciated🕊️🙏🏻
Truly a feast for the pallate and the heart, captured in beautiful rhyming stanzas. I kept reading it aloud, and each time it became more endearing.
The palate is indeed a palette on which feasting is loaded on memory pallets! Thanks dear Bella🕊️🙏🏻
Wonderful words arqios and I do not do this very often but it will go into my favourites.
Andy
Thanks Andy, that is quite an honour. I am humbled.🕊️🙏🏻
Oh this…this was exquisite, my friend. Just sumptuous in tone and cadence! You always know how to set a table—metaphorically and emotionally! That third stanza? Chef’s kiss. And the ending? Still lingering like a fine vintage… Love it, my friend! 🌹👏 A fave!
🤌🏻 let vintage linger on our poetic tongues and lips, most grateful to you. 🕊️🙏🏻
Indeed. As am I you, mate!
such a tender, lyrical and beautiful poem
Thank you Safina, so grateful for your feedback as always🕊️🙏🏻
my pleasure to read them.. thanks for sharing
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