Inside The Goblet Poem by Valsa George

May our goblets be filled with a mixture of spices- to give life its tang. As much as we don't want to taste sorrow, without it how would we know the depths of joy? If we never tasted the bitterness of our love being rejected, how would we savor the special sweetness of love responded? I love the brevity you used in getting across these complex thoughts and the perfect word choice that accompanied this brevity. Another beautiful poem from the soul of Valsa. A mere ten is not enough but it is all I am allowed. 10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++

What a succinct gem of a piece. A very wise n innovative piece that sums up life in a few words. Life has many flavors, not all to our taste but we have to live it. Yes, neither too sweet, nor too bitter. Rightly said. A super 10. And a very happy new year.

Life is combination of all with no description. Everyone describe in different ways. Is it really that easy? Nope. Thought provoking write. Loved the question.

Yes, life is unpredictable at times, a wonderful poem, simple yet profound.

A great poem, Valsa. It has me thinking....perhaps that goblet doesn't need to be (or can't be!) filled the same way every day.

Spicy! ! To be quaffed off! Thanks for sharing.

Life indeed is not bad. It is sweet. Happy that is your conclusion too. (10) . A doubt, is that off after quaffed necessary?

Taste of life is beautifully presented in the poem.

yes it is, beautifully expressed.