Elderberry of Summer

Posted: March 25, 2015 in poetry
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Bottled and racked, neglected in earthen cellar
The elderberry of summer
without thought of greatness
is devoured in its sugars and yeast…waiting.
Waiting for spring
through winter, snow bound and cold
then without the least pretense
It is taken from the dark
the cork removed without ceremony
Bread broken and cheese prepared
and the essence slowly poured
poured into porcelain cups
Held not by broken handle but
grasped by full palm
passes under the nose one sweet moment
and is slowly tipped, emptied and swallowed
Thoughts of last summer are released
scents and scenes of July explode,
as they are recalled and
radiate from the back of the skull
Memories of the hardΒ labor of no finer fruit wine.



  1. I drink to this write! Cheers!

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  2. Beautiful! πŸ™‚ Love the detail in this one, J! Love the word pics, smells, tastes! πŸ™‚ I, also, find, in it, analogies to life! For some people, getting through the hard Winter (emotionally) and into Spring. is a major accomplishment. Also, think of our lives as the seasons. I find myself in Autumn. πŸ™‚
    I love all the signs of life in Spring and Summer! πŸ™‚
    How you doing this week?!?!
    HUGS!!! πŸ™‚

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