You are the gin
in gin ‘n’ tonic,
the rum
in
bundy and coke;
the abracadabra that transforms,
the fruity little pellets
that add
zest and zing
to oats
that put the sing
in snap, crackle, ‘n’ pop,
feisty little metaphors
for writing
that needs to lift its lid
let out its Id
roll like a dog
in
the muck and merriment
of language.
Hosannas to sultanas.
*pic courtesy of pinterest
I’ve heard of the gin and tonic sultana concoction. Some people swear by it. Nice ode to the raisin, John!
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thanks Eden; it’s a resurrected, renovated ode from the archives; putting in those drink references, especially at the beginning, may have been confusing —
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So is a Sultana an actual type of Raisin?
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I’m confused too; there are raisins, sultanas and currants — and they all look alike ; I just don’t know the difference 😦
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Just looked it up. They are all made from different types of grapes, from different places, and are different sizes.
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thanks; never tried that gin and tonic concoction infused with grapes but I’ve heard it’s great; I suppose you could make it at home fairly easily if you got gin 🙂
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Oh, that last line is a zinger. So smart, John. Yes, you have that zest, and I enjoy every helping.
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thanks K; that last line did not appear in the original but I agree it nails the poem: I almost called it ‘Hosanna: Sultanas’ but I thought I’m giving my best line away before anyone’s read the poem —
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Yes, I debate that myself sometimes. I think I like it as a surprise. It’s an epic last line, and you have a way with the surprise twist. That bit of garnish that makes the drink look and taste even better.
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thanks K; you said it eloquently 🙂
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You think? I’m hiding my crass and exhaustion well, then. 😂 Headed to dreamland, dear friend. I think I’ve done my best today. Why does each one feel like a puzzle that has to be solved?
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🙂 it doesn’t show; like the Walker Brothers sang a long time ago now: ‘Take It Easy on yourself’ ; from what I can see, you’re doing alright.
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You’ve got some terrific wordplay in this poem. I really like “lift its lid, let out its Id”
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glad you appreciate it, Neil : sometimes I can’t help myself 🙂
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Love this! So much fun to read.
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thanks, Bob: I like to keep the pace brisk, the tone light 🙂
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“roll like a dog
in
the muck and merriment”
Now this is a picture of sheer bliss. I’m glad you added the image to yummy things up. 🙂
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I used to watch my dogs do that; they had such fun; I wanted to do it too 🙂
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What a wordplay, like jazz music
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thanks Ulle: I like the playfulness of jazz–
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