Saturday, November 8, 2008

New Poetry from Mista Jaycee

My Choice of Weapon today is a beautiful photo and poetry.

“New Vines”


J. C. Williams

It would be easy to live life like a new wine vine
Fertile, bearing much fruit, lying in the sun waiting
For harvest time but I would not be the very best wine!

No stress!
Youth and vigor of life on my side, it would be easy to live life like a new wine vine.

But if you stretched me tight where I felt I might break, took me to limits beyond what I think I can take, placed me in the earth, the rain and the wind and added the sun’s searing heat all over my skin then…

The Great wine I might be would begin.

The Great wine I might be would begin!

I want to be like an old wine vine, stretched to the limit
Not bearing much fruit but yielding great wine
Crafted in fire of sun, fermented by time
I would be an old wine vine!

Rolled, sampled and left in the dark alone
I’d gestate in barrel
The oak and tannins my home

I, stretched to the limit, old vine in the sun
Cultivated are great wines and I hope to become one

You may taste the potential that I will be great
As I grow in the bottle and change from day to day
And when the oxygenated glass is christened with my final yield, the flavor, the scent of what I am and what I was and what I will be is what I’ll give.

So as I grow in bottle changing from day to day
Awaiting the glass that will testify of my final yield
Sample the earth, the fruit, the scent of what I am, what I was and the joy of what I will give.



Revvy Rev said...

Alright Now! The poem flowingly tells how "all things (particularly what we consider negative) work together for good." Great work!

Sista GP said...

I felt being that old vine while reading. Wow!

NaturallyAlise said...

As always your poetry resonates in my world... thanks for sharing this....

Beautifully.Conjured.Up said...

I love the poem, and that's a beautiful picture.

A Go Bytch said...

I like Jaycee that was like a brief testimony!!! I like it

Go B.

Anonymous said...

Wow. I loved that!


Lyn said...

Seems to me that you are vintage!
Thanks for the poem and photo.