Thor, the Norse God of Thunder, had a hammer named Mjölnir. Mjölnir was considered a fierce weapon that could level mountains and summon lightning with every blow. In this poetry blog, every Thursday, (Thor’s Day), Mjölnir will forge only song - sing of the mysteries and beauties of the world.

Thursday, January 12, 2017


POUR

Santa Cruz.
The Pacific Garden Mall.
We duck inside
Out of a sudden 
Downpour.

A wall worth
Of spigots 
Greet us.
Tap after tap
Ater tap.

Pay by the ounce.
All you can drink.
Belgians. Sours. Stouts.
Saisons. Ciders. IPAs.
So many choices.

We work our way
Down the line.
The beer just flows.

Why not live like this.
Where each and every moment
Is a new draught to try.
To savor.
If we don’t like one
Then we try another.

And all the while…
Getting tipsy
On the taste.
On life.
One pour
At a time.














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