Long Chianti Poems

Well, it all started when
Jim Beam bet Jack Daniels
that Captain Morgan
couldn't go out
and get himself
some Wild Turkey.
Old Fashioned, like Old Granddad,
Captain Morgan like some of you,
really enjoys his Southern Comfort.
But mostly in the form of...

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there is a reason i requested this restaurant
much to ponder tonight in our realm
i brought you here on our first date
praying anxiously for a Lady and the Tramp moment
you brought the romantic within me to...

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Have you seen the movie
you know the one
Woody Allen, 
the call girl, son

That’s my favorite
Mango 
sauce, 
sushi 
sashimi 
land of the lost

bad Santa, Will Farrell
Italian singers, 
Bach, 
Beethoven
your little fingers

Try this salad
Thai and sweet
I’m getting...

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there is a rumor that in Eden
when God created woman
the heavenly hosts all exclaimed
woe unto man
Adam lost in the marvel
of what he beheld
repeated what he heard, although abbreviated
mumbled in amazement, woman
and what i want you...

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Im in prison for commiting a crime
taking things that were not mine,
i went out into the general public,
and stole things from a random subject.
I hold up my hands and take the blame,
my picture in paper...

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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...

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How are things in Rome, my love, the Rome we knew so long ago?
Do the crystal waters in the Fountain of Trevi still gently flow?
Does the coin we tossed in there yet shine? I'd really...

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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...

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         I dream........



      Of my joyful friends and I,
      Jaunting under huge umbrellas.
    ...

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My dog is named Scrap
He drank beer on tap
Slurped, burped, fell over and napped
No fault of my own but I took the rap. 

The bar tab was forty bucks plus a tip
Appetizing jerky tips, and...

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You blaze so brightly, I’m afraid
It’s been dark here for so long
If I stray too far I’ll lose the light
If I stand too close I’ll be consumed
but I need the fire, it brings me to...

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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...

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This time of the year again

She has gone shopping for gifts to give the young
she would not take me along, knows I would be grumpy
and sarcastic and impatient.
I sat on the plaza with a glass...

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Opening line from "Highway Five Love Poem" by Ruth L. Schwartz


This is a love poem for all the tomatoes
I squished to make our Date-Night spaghetti.
Our love, like the pasta, was shiny.  So the story...

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Winds caressing fringes of
   her deep chocolate tresses
as tree nymphs nimbly hid
  midst fallen maple leaves 
    happily prancing round toes,
whilst a crescendo of chimes
   played off...

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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...

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To begin how about a nice glass of wine
to accompany your meal ?

May i suggest a nice Chianti perhaps ?

To go with your vegetable bean salad starter

I must admit everything looks so good really appetizing

Hard...

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When the larynx shifts
(a caviling bone) darts for cover,
as if caught in its bell tower
with a high-powered rifle.
I see his desperate need to talk.

those damn people,
ingrates, free-loaders, punks.
Salty epithets march up and down his throat,
as...

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Went with some folks to
Gene and Georgetti's,
they marveled that
I only wanted a plate of
spaghetti

Went to Shaw's Crab House
and it was the same,
a meal of broiled Salmon; 
they said
- 'that's so lame!'

No cocktails before dinner,
no bottle...

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                  ~ PIZZA ~


P- Piping hot, pungently brought directly to your
    alabaster cloth...

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Fresh tomato juice with a slice of lemon.
Some moving classical music by Rossini
Oh, and a red checkered table cloth to
help set the scene.
And old bottle of Chianti with a rainbow 
candle burning in it.
That aromatic,...

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pennies were so priceless then
counting them like
Scrooge McDuck's gold
yet not in a greedy way
instead     a thankful way

no matter what it seemed to others
it was the best of times

upon a storage box...

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The symphonic stillness when only two hearts in winter are aglow.
Like walking fireplaces in the glistening snow.

I see our pizza oven in the kitchen baking the pizza you made.
The aroma of garlic, sausage and oregano,...

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My muse is gone, 
good riddance to the witch
And don’t come back,
you extraneous lil b’itch
Off to prey on others,
pour napalm on their souls
Sublimate good poetry,
burn stanzas full of holes 

Infiltrate kind minds,
corrupt joyous prayer
Tear apart...

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HANNIBAL’S CHOICE OF MENU

Now Hannibal; was a bit more renowned as to the rest
Suave and sophisticated; intellectually he was the best 

All because his Moma always told him to eat his greens 
Ate Maureen fried...

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