Adios amigos, I’m off on a break,
This year, the Muse has been on my case,
I’ve convinced her its not a jailbreak -
End of year, we just need some space.
Wine - red, white and sparkling,
Coupled with seafood and salads divine,
Before the whale watching,
And after the swim with bottlenose dolphin.
My plan, even Mirza Nosha would endorse,
I point out to the Muse with alacrity!
My friend, she fixes me with a steely gaze,
Ghalib liked his wine French, and you, are going southerly.
Time to deploy good Gibran as I confess:
Let the winds of heaven blow between our togetherness.
So, for the nonce, she’s gone,
To whatever place Muses go, perhaps Saigon?
Not too far, you see, I can’t take the chance,
I need her around when I return from my holiday,
When copious amounts of wine have me in a trance,
Floundering at my desk on a writing day.
But that day is still a fortnight away,
A fortnight in which to hike and see some stalactite,
Little penguins, shark whale and manta ray,
Ahoy there, Muse, recharged, we'll resume the rewrite!
What do you mean "When copious amounts of wine have me in a trance"?? Are you going to spend your vacations drunk? Well, it would not be such a bad decision. I remember that when I travelled to Argentina last year to spend my vacations I got an buenos aires apartment and there were some of the best Argentine wine in the fridge of the place. I drunk it almost all the first day. You can imagine how I ended up that day...
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@ Amy: Tipsy, more like it! Besides, the air of Margaret River is fragrant with vino vapours :)
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