Cola Crash

Written for:  Sunday Whirl, Wordle #477

Words:  bend, tabs, hands, sting, frilly, spill, skin, scar, call, list, spread, gel


Tab is gone, off
the list–no more
spills of sodium
saccharin-packed 
cola.  Some are scarred,
bent out of shape 
by this news, but not
I.  Most of the time
it's wine I call for–
nothing too frilly
that stings the pocket
-book, nor a thick,
sweet, gel-like red
like my grandfather
used to drink
on holidays.  When
Summer heat spreads
scorching my skin,
my hands reach
for unsweetened
ice tea.

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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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2 Responses to Cola Crash

  1. hank77 says:

    kaykuala
    Great write Sara! Yes, just plain wine nothing sugary!

    Hank

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