l'anima del vino
writing poetry for me
is not a conscious decision
or choice for that matter
I do so, to save
my fractured soul
from permanent
dispersal at times
and even as there
are much more
lucrative passions
to core my fire with
I could not have it
any other way
without dying
on the vine
and this with wisdom
slowly seeping in
as my age creeps up
seems to be
the right equation
of ripening, afterall
EJR (c)
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