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, June 22, 2017

DRINKING, NOT DRIVING

Words…uncork them
and pour.

Decant them.
Let them breath

in your breath,
let them ripen

in your mouth–with 
every annunciation.

Bring their fruit
forward.

Sip, swish and swill
their flavor. Savor

their finish: the butter,
the briar, and the burn.

Don’t treat them like
like insects

you might meet 
with your

windshield (splat!)
on the Pacific Coast

Highway.
Because you could,

you know. You could.
Drink them in.

Don’t just drive
right through them.

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