Long 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...

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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...

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COOKING WITH JIM                      

actually, with him in spirit, in the kitchen 
of his quaint...

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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...

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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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PART THE SECOND
Bathed in our brother’s blood.
Bearing the bread.
Bearing the bomb.
On we plow, without repentance
without shame nor penance.
Muddy boots filled with determined feet
it ignites
crossfire with the speed of darkness
tap, tap, tap, brrrattaatatattat, kaboom.
legs like molasses,...

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No one ever wrote a carol about the moments after...
Faced with a mountain of wrapping
Once so carefully placed on a package
With tape, ribbons, and bows
Now all shreds on the floor 
Like dead soldiers strewn across...

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Sunset rolling on through the sky,
Haze, what a truly magnificent sight.
To look ahead on the dusty track,
I see the outline of the home that is mine.
Never a thought to look behind me.
One foot in front...

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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...

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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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It was late afternoon in September,
Stephen laid a blanket on the grass and opened a bottle of Pinot Noir,
He did this every year on the 9th because that was when Eliza disappeared.
He carefully opened the...

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Wine wakes me in the morning
Dismisses the second cup of coffee
Half a bottle is all right at night 
But, in the morning it’s sinful

Twist open liquid courage
Sweet shame and temptation
I weaken into a sour depression
It’s...

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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...

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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...

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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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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...

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 In my many years I have found the ideal travelling companion.  An escort who can be quiet and reserved yet sometimes,when required, strong and bold. Most times pleasantly agreeable.  Her age it...

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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...

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It's pretty fast
unless you are balloon or a feather,
speedy, especially if you are drugged up on painkillers
and have imbibed a few glasses of Pinot Noir
then gravity is faster than a classic corvette
stuffed full of classified...

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Early today, calling for a reservation for
No apparent reason,
Just missing the romance of unrequited love.
Waiting because I want to for the man in navy blue.
Striding towards me with that smile…
I’ll stand and let him take...

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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...

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