WINE of MATURITY

a destructive course to enlightment

WINE of  MATURITY

Come with me in tiptoes of madness,

cuddled in swarms of teddy bear tenderness

you peek out at reality forewarned of its ugliness

tiptoes do an about face but you stop,

turn around,

go forward,

run the gamut of shock up your spine

and before long a man enters the Wine of Maturity.

Dreams descend upon a brow of skin,

Haunting, illuminating, you feel a sneeze 

in your soul’s skin.

you gather the cells of your being

walk the walk of telltale talk

a light amasses round a small door

you have entered the gate of the internal more.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Hi Benita!

Thank you for your visit! You are a kind soul.

Regards,

Al

[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

beautiful words my friend.


Thank you for stopping
by my page and leaving such
beautiful words write on my friend.


Have a lovely night god bless. Benita

[Alfred Kukitz]

Dear Ana,

Your green is the ecological state of being except for that pic. I see you as a teenager not the beloved women I've come to feel kinship. Thanks for visiting!

[Matching Socks]

Some things get better with age.
Not many things but some. :)
I am a bit wiser but still pretty green.

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Jacob! Can you bring longhorn or havantii?

[jacob erin-cilberto]

like good wine, as we age, we gain more wisdom, more knowledge, we taste better---
i don't know why some are so afraid of aging...there are some pretty good aspects associated with it.
i'll bring the crackers and cheese.