Refrain
At the office
or at home,
if reckoning day came
in a bottle…
I sing.
Poems on the topic: bottle
Poems on the topic “bottle” on Poets.by.
The King’s Coffee
I troubled my hands
with rogue handwriting.
Let posterity know how
the King desired coffee.
I heard for certain that
it would prove small pleasure.
I gave a bottle of mist
at a great loss.
Risen
The sun slips over
the gray pelt of a vole zipping
from one hole to another
and catches on a distant gleam
of frost-heaved flotsam,
luring me to go look.
A beer bottle at the base of a tree
rests in a cradle of leaves,
bluer than the sky.
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