When space is silence…

Words, sounds, and space…

Shaken

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Name your poison   –he said
      I thought of you

A rum carnation with crimson zest
      I blent a smile

Shaken words stirred the silence
      You glimpsed at me


_____Adriana Citlali
XI-X-MMXVI

dVerse | Poets Pub –dVerse Poetics: Muse Mixology


Today’s challenge is to incorporate pub and drinking terms into a poem, without a bar/drinking scene, and within 33 words max.

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Author: Adriana Citlali Ramírez

A citizen of the world, born in Mexico city... A physicist (working as a geophysicist) and a part-time artist (creative writing, oil/acrylic painting, photography)… All posts and poems ©Adriana Citlali Ramírez. All rights reserved.

8 thoughts on “Shaken

  1. “shaken words stirred the silence” — this line, in particular, is wonderful.

  2. Naming someone your poison in this way gets into your veins.

  3. shaken words can stir up a lot 🙂 loved this

  4. I was trying to imagine “a rum carnation with crimson zest”. Interesting. 🙂

  5. Nice idea of see someone as one’s choice poison.

  6. Intriguing.

  7. Very nice ~ Can you please get in touch with me at sometimesg@yahoo.com ?

    Thank you.

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