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The Barrel
Within the barrel the malt brew.
Steeping, boiling, and fermenting... to make
The ale that overflow and break the barrel.
The pieces scattered like a broken vase.
The water inside the coconut, so pure and refreshing
Like the rain, made by the power of the sun.
The green shrubs never wither; that is where the morning
Dew drops, the butterflies linger on the flowers. The source
Of everlasting love. Oh, within the barrel, the malt brew.
By: Margareth Debrosse
Steeping, boiling, and fermenting... to make
The ale that overflow and break the barrel.
The pieces scattered like a broken vase.
The water inside the coconut, so pure and refreshing
Like the rain, made by the power of the sun.
The green shrubs never wither; that is where the morning
Dew drops, the butterflies linger on the flowers. The source
Of everlasting love. Oh, within the barrel, the malt brew.
By: Margareth Debrosse
Published 11th Dec 2016
| Edited 18th Dec 2016
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- Edited 27th Dec 2019 12:45pm
11th Dec 2016 8:05am
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12th Dec 2016 2:44am
Thank you dear for the compliment! Your poem---"Grail Moment" is also a true gem.
