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Best Pinot Poems


Premium Member The Monroe Moon
In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon hunger;
their dewy eyes blurred by the sawdust of stardust

pseudo-princess-pleasure-seekers
—drama daring 
pinot-noir peignoir baring—
full of themselves  and solar ignition
preen like...

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Categories: pinot, age, beauty, lust, moon,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member White Wine And Feather Boa Dreams
I wrap myself 
in feather-boa-fantasies of his dreams
sinuous pinot-grigio-me; 
X-rated and never sated
dancing to rock ‘n roll— 80’s dated
...my floorshow our foreplay

welcome to the conjugal jungle 
of not-so-rusted lust
sixty-something-shapely...
25th anniversary groom croons naughty thoughts;
“you could make a young stud sizzle
if you cougar-purred and preened..
half-your-age ‘prey’...

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Categories: pinot, age, beauty, marriage, passion,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Futuristic Christmas- For Contest
Twenty fifth of December, three thousand and four
and already I'm down in the dumps
we're round at the neighbour's via tubes that save labour
propelled by some hydraulic pumps.
We've exchanged all our presents and got them unwrapped
once again I've got self-cleaning socks
the wife's Kevlar panties, though they...

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© Viv Wigley  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: pinot, christmas, humor,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Dreaming On a Diet
Raspberries
Young, tender and succulent
Smothered in cream
Yellow fluffy omelets 
Garnished with herbs 
Eve's pudding bathing in custard
- temptingly -
Mushroom risotto
-a gourmet delight -
Served with green salad
plus chips and icecream!
A glass of white wine - Pinot Grigio
slightly chilled
- decadence -
Madness sets in - slowly
I imagine how happy...

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© Liz Walsh  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: pinot, food,
Form: Free verse
No One Else Exists
No one else exists 

A crowded city street
strolling a narrow sidewalk,
your hand in mine
Pastel neon lights paint the buildings
in soothing colors,
softening sharp edges,
creating a wonderland 
on this cool winter night 

A small bistro, street side tables
candle light and tablecloths
tiny dancing flames on white linen
igniting your...

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Categories: pinot, love,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Cooking With Jim
COOKING WITH JIM                      

actually, with him in spirit, in the kitchen 
of his quaint brownstone on West 12th Street
in Manhattan, decades after his death.

And...

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Categories: pinot, food,
Form: Verse



Super Bowl Day
Patriots and Seahawks, today head to head
Will wear the helmets; tooth and nail fight the day
University of Phoenix stadium, the beautiful Grand Canyon state
Sweat and blood will spill on cactus bed.

Hard training, pain, dedication and rivalry
Let it end today in guts, honor and glory.

“The Star-...

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© Nirode Ray  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: pinot, football,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Wine Song
Chianti, Riesling, Chardonnay;
What kinda wine we gonna have today?
Pass that bottle, if you please -
I think I'll have a little more Chablis!

Swirl that stuff 'round in the glass...
Show 'em all that you got class!
Has it got the nose? Has it got the look?
Can you use...

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Categories: pinot, funny,
Form: Lyric
Memento Mori
(In the Middle Ages, tombs and monuments
often bore carvings of skulls or decaying corpses.
The idea was to remind the onlooker that he, too,
was marked for death.  These figures were known
as "memento mori".)

Approach me, stranger. Nothing in my story 
should startle you. Your flesh has...

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Categories: pinot, death,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Anniversary
Waiting for him to come home in my sexy low cut short black dress  
To tangle my fingers around his curly blond hair
 Kiss those soft lips the flame of my desire
Start a fire we cannot put out

Tonight marks our one-year wedding anniversary living...

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© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: pinot, anniversary, romantic,
Form: Free verse
A Shy Shiraz
They say Cabernet Sauvignon pairs nicely with steak
Pinotage, they reckon, for cheese
Tempranillo is the choice for Mexican grub
But, I'm somewhat easier to please

I've tried a fair few "Reds", on a weekend night
While chilling to some melodic jazz
I've had the brave, the bold and the border-line...

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Categories: pinot, wine,
Form: Light Verse
Premium Member Hello Mary-Lou
(MaGowen’s Pizzaland Monroe, CT 2008)

The caterwaul of the jukebox blends seamlessly with the screech of infants, 
and the fumes of garlic hanging heavily in the air.

The true mama’s and papa’s are here, here where the dough flies 
the glasses clink; and the Beatles belt out...

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Categories: pinot,
Form: Free verse
As It Ends Up In Table Fellowship
Whenever we get together as confreres in the religious order,
there’s so much to deal with burning issues and other concerns,
paucity of personnel links to inability of acquiring  new missions;
indeed, a great need that our priority speaks for more vocations.

  Like an investment in...

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Categories: pinot, family, food, inspirational,
Form: Narrative
Creamy Alfredo With Chicken and Spinach
Chilled Pinot Grigio and Chianti
on each side of the long table,
twenty seats for twenty guests;
Antipasto with zesty dressing...
colorful vegetables with chunks
of sharp provolone and hard salami...
to be served with crunchy bread,
the kind that grandmother used to bake.
 

Oh, wait the Creamy Alfredo with chicken and...

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Categories: pinot, family, food, funny, happiness,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Red Rose of Eternal Love - Part 1
Here I sit musing
Alone, except for pinot noir
I take out a knife
To pierce my heart
And let the blood flow into a dish
Now I have the ink to write
I can barely breathe
So I must be fast with pen
As I etch out my dreams on paper
Blood tells...

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Categories: pinot, poetry, red,
Form: Light Verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry