Sympathy

Sympathy

Sometime make the time to drink a vintage port.

Anchor yourself in a chair on your deck

and pitch conversation,

over tiny crackers, Stilton cheese,

and walnuts in a bowl.

Fill your glass.

Navigate

the marrow of memory

to a place where it links

to your store

of stories.

Fill your glass.

Sink your teeth deep

into dark chocolate.

Perhaps,

a slice of Bosc pear with brie?

Fill your glass.

Tell the tales.

Tumble tears.

(Reminisce ‘til only

the deck rail

can help you

to stand.)

Fill your glass.

Soak

from your heart,

the stern shards

of loss.

And you’ll see, my friend,

vintage port

makes for a most comforting wake.

Ah yes, fill your glass.

This poem is for the Sunday Whirl, Weekly Wordle # 68.  The instructions are to create a poem using the following 12 words:  port, marrow, deck, store, rail, wake, anchor, pitch, link, stern, sink, navigate.

If you’d like to learn more or see poems written by others, click on this link:  http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2012/08/05/wordle-68/

Photo is mine.