Drink to me with your eyes
I will be yours
but at your peril
My sea is vast.
Pools of magic fish
diver’s coral
aquatic gardens
and lost treasures
dazzle with mystery.
My inner confusions
flash illusion yet
my depths are true,
unexplored diffusion.
~
Remember the song: “Drink to me only with thine eyes?” The dVerse Tuesday Poetics invitation to write poems about drinking reminded me of this opening phrase and then I wrote a quadrille.
© 2018 Ontheland
This is a really wonderful poem Janice. The juxtaposition of illusion and truth is so well done. Love it.
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Thank you Paul 🙂
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I like the pools of magic fish and the true depths.
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Thank you Frank.
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Lovely.. 🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀
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Thank you 🙂
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I like your twist of the words. (K)
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Thank you 🙂
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Gosh that close is so captivating! 😍😍😍
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Thank you 🙂
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“my depths are true,
unexplored diffusion.”
Such stellar lines !
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Thank you 🙂
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Janice, your poetic creation is pure magic and the composition on this poem rides like a psychedelics waves of colored and oceans.
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Thanks Charlie.
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You welcome, Janice.
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I love the term “unexplored diffusion”. Great poem!
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Thank you Beverly 🙂
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I too love: my depths are true,
unexplored diffusion.
Have a good weekend!
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Thank you Grace 🙂
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“…but at your peril…”
It is one of the more risky endeavors, isn’t it? Getting to truly know another soul.
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Yes it is.
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There is that adventure of swimming… what a great metaphor for love.
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Love the internal rhyme, the play between truth and illusion, and the sea. Well done.
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Thank you 🙂
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Also going with the last two lines.
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