Glass of wine ( a modern poem exercise)
A glass of wine is not what I am thinking
It has been derived from the vintage grape
There is an empty thought in my glass
It has been discovered before I sipped it
I leave the thought but it needs wanting
I disregard the glass, there is nothing to it.
I have been doing something with it,
pretending it is happening to me.
I do not think now, thinking is wine
I look for the thought , and it is beside my glass.
All I have to do is submit that pause, and see it
This one glass of wine is careful and selective, try it.