I like these "What is it?" poems.
Think of an object and then, without naming it ,describe it
Or let your mind flow to associations with it and list those...
A symbol
What is it that smells of Shiraz,oak-barrelled?
On George's Day in Spain he gives her one?
Touched , it will darken, wafer-thin, and fall?
It is sick, Blake says, and worm-eaten?
It is red-love, blood-love, young-love
Before the worm whitens?
It is harvest love, Lughnasa love, mad love
Before the leaf falls?
Copyright with Cathy Leonard 2017
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