Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub – Quadrille #99 – Poems Stirred, Not Shaken”
(Posted by whimsygizmo)
“This week, I’d like you to stir things up.  Go stir-crazy. Listen to the stirrings of your muse, or soul. Stir in a little angst, joy or laughter. Stir things up with some humor, or insight. Just be sure you mix, blend, agitate, whip or whisk in some literal form of the word stir.”

Stir gently,
never shake. My
spirits need
subtle blending.
Use gin or vodka
with splash of vermouth. Chilled
martini glass is vital,
as is garnish
of olive or twist
of lemon. Watch me
stir up some wild passion
after a few. Sip me slowly.

Quadrille #99 – Poems Stirred, Not Shaken 


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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10 Responses to Spirit

  1. gillena cox says:

    Enticing Sara. Nice one



  2. Frank Hubeny says:

    I like the slow sipping at the end.


  3. De Miller Jackson says:

    Oh, that last line is sensual as all get out. Well done.

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  4. Mike Bayles says:

    I really like this, Sarah.


  5. lillian says:

    Ah….first drinks my husband made when we returned from our 2+ months in San Diego….his wonderful pomegrante martinis! No martini shaker in San Diego….and here we are with the earth completely turned on its axel in the midst of a pandemic. hmmmmm I may have him make them again tonight! 🙂


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