feasting you

Thereupon a banquet spread 
delectable dishes arrayed-
greens, meats, fruit, and wine: 
marine, fowl, farm, and vine.

Alongside me your visage bright, 
imbibing, ingesting, we sup; 
from selfsame platter dine-
my heart yours, and yours mine.

The goblet glints in candle gleam, 
its rim still kissed with berry red; 
we toast not to the fleeting dream, 
but to the life we feast and wed.

A hush between the courses falls, 
save for the sigh of pouring rain, 
yet silence speaks where eye recalls 
your touch, my solace and refrain.

No richer fare could fill our need, 
nor daintier sweetness tempt the tongue, 
than nearness drawn in quiet deed-
two souls where once there had been one.

And when the final crumbs are gone, 
and all the wine has slipped to air, 
still my heart, steadfast and fond, 
shall remember you-forever there.

Reviews

[Michael Sun Bear]

Such a romantic scene Frederick, lit by candlelight and your beautiful use of language. I am an old, old man but I seem to recall such moments in my own life, two souls together as one, lingering over fine food and drink. Did you write this in honor of a specific lover, perhaps several; I doubt it completely fiction, it is so heartfelt. Sunday I am treating my ex-wife to a candlelit dinner of Italian food and wine. Wish me luck, we can never completely recapture the past, and these things can so easily go awry. MSB

[redd Brick Keshner]

Dear Michael, you are correct in this having some autobiographical input incorporated but also that being the kernel, that germinant thought, of an amalgamation of past experience meeting with the present (at writing). Your dinner plans remind me of Martinelli’s scene in the now old film “The Parent Trap” but my thoughts are for it to exceed your aim of recapturing! Can’t wait to hear how it goes🙏🏻🕊️

[Kelly Scheppers]

"The goblet glints in candle gleam,
its rim still kissed with berry red;
we toast not to the fleeting dream,
but to the life we feast and wed."

Verse after verse, repeatedly, the finest writing one could ever aspire to. Your wording is eloquent, making my heart skip a beat!

[redd Brick Keshner]

Thanks Kelly. Still working on diction and word choices, turns of phrase and such. It feels like I'm finally getting somewhere like crossing a bridge or a gateway onto an open field. Thanks for signalling that.