Best Pinot Noir Poems

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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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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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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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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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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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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(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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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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A wine connoisseur and Life

Trickling pearls of red and white
The sizzling hot, the fizzing out
Pinot noir, Reisling, Chardonnay
Teroldego, Norton , Carbanet
Deliverance from all the doubts
As he sees, swirls, sniffs, sips, savors
For once he chooses, its best of world
The embroidered sweet drops with finest taste
The embellished...

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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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The rain is falling
Pitter Patter
I sit on my porch and rock
My Pinot noir slips and shatters
The angry winds mock

I retrieve my lighter from the kitchen
Foolishly expecting to smoke
The enraged wind is full of tension
A gush of rain blew in to soak

My face wore a blank...

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Petite-o-tat-oes, baked 
of a fiery oven
Crispy skin
as spud's innards
fluff into a hot
morsel of delight
Butter-drowned 
sour cream, spices                         

Romaine lettuce wedge
french bread-fresh-baked
creamy...

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Caught a Flight out of town 
Hadn’t seen you in while
Wondered if you’d still look the same
Still want me to be ya number one dame
At one time you offered me your last name
Then in a blink ya mind changed
No hurt feelings 
Some times dealings can...

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 total fiction

I heard the words repeated on the news
so sick of them that my mind rebelled...
"Doge's plan and Trump commands
the Constitution should be banned.
Hell to that Chief!  There's no relief
Breaking news only heightened the blues.
I don't want to hear anymore.

By seven P.M. I...

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There is a sublime pool of intersecting streams. 

I wade that wet like watermelon's green. 

Citrulline el citrine my cisterns be clean like the water's Maxwell.

The soul is luminous and gloomed by the taste of tart nectarines. 

Ascorbic acid redox action.

Black berries and raspberry pi...

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