Tuesday, 16 November 2010

What if God's a gas

Nod a bottle at a brittle glass
and fizzy lemonade arises,
toxicates a nostril,
titillates and fills:

more than ‘satisfactory’,
popping at their birth-point,
bubbles sharp and piquant
instigate a sneeze:

higher than high,
brighter than light,
way beyond planets,
ripple and lap
up to emotion,
quivering lips.


  1. Well, you never know. When you find out, you can tell me. :)

  2. wonderful wordplay with a serious question -- effervescent!