A Tale of Two Cups | Short Poem No. 121

A Tale of Two Cups
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This is the tale cups. . .

It was the best of drinks. . .
. . .It was the worst of drinks.

I consumed my wisdom. . .
. . .I consumed my foolishness.

I was gorged by my belief. . .
. . .I was gorged by my incredulity.

In the night I saw light. . .
. . .In the day I saw dark.

I was inebriated with hope. . .
. . .I was sober in despair.

This poem is a pastiche of “A Tale of Two Cities” by Charles Darwin. Click Here to find a free online version, posted by Gutenberg.org.

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ยฉ Jonathan Swift and WritingWithStrangers, 2020, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.

Author: Jay Bleu

I make beautiful fragrances come alive with creative writing while exploring life through poetry.

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