The Rhyme Maker
Anthony Beal, American poet
She comes in every afternoon
And asks me to pour her a glass of
Rubies and garnets still warm
From lying against the hearts of the
And I fill her polished glass with
Their roots twist through ancient
Nourished by the blood of visionaries
with impeccable timing
And scarce potable water.
And she sits with me a while and
perfumes my day
With the smoke of bridges burned,
With pepper spilled from her enemies’
With chatty violets that lift voice in
her every gesture.
The sight of her,
Handsome and rich and supple,
Goes down smoothly,
Warming without burning,
Drying my throat,
Then revitalizing like a handful of
stolen berries eaten in solitude.
And I would live with her in that
If she would make room for me to swim
with her secrets.
She lingers always for a single pour;
One, and one only, taken daily,
Then carries my gift home on her lips,
The taste of red diamonds,
And leaves me feeling as if we’ve
© 2015 Anthony
Beal . All Rights Reserved.
About Anthony Beal:
Anthony Beal is a food blogger and WSET3 wine scholar. The creator of
Food, Wine, and Spirits Blog, FlavorfulWorld.com, he currently resides
in the Washington, D.C. area, and is a member in good standing of the
American Institute of Wine & Food, the International Wine Guild, the
Society of Wine Educators, and the French Wine Society. Anthony has
earned a Cellar Manager certification through the International Wine
Guild as well as a Hospitality and Beverage Specialist Certificate from
the Society of Wine Educators. When he isn’t cooking and/or eating
delicious things, he enjoys traveling, reading, studying Japanese
language and culture, and being a devoted husband and father.