Barolo Poems - Poems about Barolo

...the light breeze cooled the morning sun daytrip Venice had begun vantage views from a vaporetto inch-by-inch the skyline began to grow St Marks cameinto view etched......Read the rest...

...It can’t have been the scallops,or the rump of Islay lamb, washed down with white Rioja, and followed by sweet meringue. It wasn’t the skate au poivre or the salmon canapés, nor garlic stuffed gre......Read the rest...

...the light breeze cooled the morning sun daytrip Venice had begun vantage views from a vaporetto inch-by-inch the skyline began to grow St Marks cameinto view etched......Read the rest...

...It can't have been the scallops Or the rump of Islay lamb, Washed down with white Rioja Followed by sweet meringue. It wasn't the skate au poivre Or smoked salmon canapes Nor garlic stuffed gre......Read the rest...

...One to write home about- inky prurple, fine......Read the rest...