"Ambrosia" (Photo: PoeticMeditations

“Ambrosia” (Photo: PoeticMeditations

These ephemeral, ink-black pearls,
On snowy sheaves in lines unfurl,
In accordance with the Muse’s art,
Pulse with each beat of the poet’s heart.
Drop by drop, distilled from life’s sensation,
Its essence used in the poem’s creation.
Manna divine to feed the soul
To strengthen it and make it whole.
Man shall not live on bread alone, but dine
On words that lift the spirit to heights sublime.
(PoeticMeditations © 2015)


About poeticmeditations

A 19th-century romantic poet living in the 21st-century. The Romantic poets, nib pens, candlelight, waistcoats, and pocket watches are a few of my favorite things.
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