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Short Wine poem by Volodymyr Knyr| Details | |

Some ale

Often some ale
makes a man male.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014

Short Wine poem by C.M. Reid| Details | |

bad wine

The tart and dryness,
begin to matter less,
the glass is empty

Short Wine poem by Volodymyr Knyr| Details | |

Wine and a swine

The weaker 
the wine, 
the bleaker 
the swine.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014

Short Wine poem by arthur vaso| Details | |

Sophistication

Merlot wine
Kraft single slices
Dead roses not watered
Dead dreams unfulfilled

Short Wine poem by kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr| Details | |

GOOD WINE

 go out on a date
if its late
make  a nght stop
in anice little shop
have sip while you dine
some
GOOD WINE

Short Wine poem by Jules M.| Details | |

ANYWHERE

A Parisian storm
Romantic aromas, wine
Cool rain, intoxicating 
An interesting place, paradise
It can be anywhere
You are

Short Wine poem by arthur vaso| Details | |

Poetry Soup

1 bottle of wine
1 block of cheese
Many cuba libres
Chopped dreams 2 ounces
1 blonde far away
Heat till melancholy
Serve chilled

Short Wine poem by Mark J. Halliday| Details | |

Garnished Sauerkraut

Fresh unpasteurized sauerkraut
(so probiotic!)
Cooked slowly with sausages,
Potatoes, and ham;
Sweetened with Riesling
A pinch of
Cloves

Short Wine poem by Robert Pettit| Details | |

Wine While You Dine

Do you like wine whenever you dine? Red, white, or rose? They are good anyday. Sweet or dry? Any of them you must try.

Short Wine poem by Brenda Meier-Hans| Details | |

Essence Better with time

Ripened grapes turned to wine.
Brandy’s wine, burned in time.

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
10.13.2014
Nette Onclaud’s Contest:
In its Essence 

Short Wine poem by KAYOD5 Kayode| Details | |

WINE IN KING'S GLASS

On the metamorphic I sprouted
Sun and snow I braved;
With sickle I was weaned
Pain of pressing who can stand?
Let no one envy me:
Wine in King's glass.

Short Wine poem by Milan Georges Burovac| Details | |

And no

think of bread if you come 
and no false hopes 
and no bad humor 
and no long silences
and no sorrow 
I would like reinvents itself 
after a few glasses of wine

Short Wine poem by Reynaldo Mast| Details | |

Grape Wine Drink

Glittering Purple 
So pretty it is so sweet
Fruit of history

Glittering Purple
So pretty it is so sweet
Taste of memory

Glittering Purple
So pretty it is so sweet
Drink from grape it wines

Short Wine poem by Danka Sikorska| Details | |

4th of July

God split wine on the evening sky.

Wiped it with his hand
and blurred together
blue, red and white.

And I?

Admire the view sitting at the window,
wearing a cold crown made out of stars.

Short Wine poem by Adam Adhistian| Details | |

The Fine Winery

Overgrown by grapes
Gods’ garden fine winery
Mortals in rags toil

Overgrown by grapes
Gods’ garden fine winery
Brimful gilded grails

Overgrown by grapes
Gods’ garden fine winery
High angels crash down

Short Wine poem by Michael Degenhardt| Details | |

Fluid

Are you
Someone that loves,
Accepting my passion,
Allowing it to flow from me
Like wine into a Waterford wine glass?
Will yours flow, too, into that glass,
Sharing with me, the time,
The place, the love?
Are you?

Short Wine poem by Marty Owens| Details | |

The Wine Made Me Go

I went to the bathroom it's true.
Got rid of the wine in the loo.
   The wine made me wee.
   Which splashed out on me.
But at least it wasn't doo doo!!!


Written 6/23/11 for Francine Robert's "Bottle of Wine" contest

Short Wine poem by Kristi hayner| Details | |

blah blah blah

itch itch itch moan moan
whine wine white wine whine wine whine
obsession, who me?

whimpy whiney groan
tear out my heart - pity me
"grumpalotamous"

wa waa waaaa waaaaa waaaaaa
get up grow up shut up please
want my Wrenna back

Short Wine poem by njeri hunjeri| Details | |

addicted too

She said "am addicted to soup"
He said "if you drink more wine, you'll be reciting your poems topless on my deck"
She said "that's a whole poem"
He said "she is laying on the shoe with her paws in the shoes"
She said "we are so drunk".

Short Wine poem by Mandy Tams The Golden Girl| Details | |

Bacchus

Bacchus
God of wine twice born
Bacchus son of thunderbolt...
two fermentations

God of wine twice born
Bacchus son of thunderbolt...
from grape to happy

God of wine twice born
Bacchus son of thunderbolt...
happy to headache.

©1/05/2013
contest entry

Short Wine poem by Just That Archaic Poet| Details | |

Get Out of My Way

As I fly above my Genius Plain
I look at life not quite the same
I see wastes of Skin attempt again
To block my right of way!
Oh, give me Beauty imperfections,
Dissect the Heart and give me sections!
So I may dine on blood and wine,
My natural selections

Short Wine poem by Ronald Zammit| Details | |

Wine

Wine
(Pleiades)


Warm red variety
With beef, lamb and game or
White chilled for fish and chook
With pork a nice Rose'
Whilst botrytis with cheese
Would complete your meal in
Winter or Summer time

My motto: Drink wine in moderation.......frequently

Ronald Zammit
23.04.14



Short Wine poem by Just That Archaic Poet| Details | |

Fool-Proof

This Era, just made of static
My Path: the road enigmatic
And every move doth seem erratic
As I try to keep my thoughts Pragmatic
But a muddled, maddened, mourning Mind
Reasons not with the Trials at hand
My Point forgotten, please pass me the Wine
(For nothing ever goes as planned)

Short Wine poem by Welsonn Goh| Details | |

Winter's Blood

Nature's dust,
Caking softly white
Silver rust,
Upon globes of grapes. 
Protective, 
Wit' her moon powder, of
Autumn's gift:
Her purple sugar.
Aching heart!
Poison'd blue & red,
Nature's blood,
Seal'd in winter's grape.

Hide away here her endless vine,
Her infinite potion of crimson wine.

Short Wine poem by Andrew Crisci| Details | |

A REWARDING LABOR

My juicy grapes are so ripe, plump and white,
they have soaked up most of the summer's sun...
will they make the tastiest wine?
Sparkling wine for gests' delight...
while I pull the air-tight cork with true might!


Entered in Francine Robert's contest,
" Bottle Of Wine "
June 23, 2001

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