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Merlot

To savor this glass I don't need to go
To see the French vineyards within Bordeaux
Or walk the wine cellars of a chateau. 
It won't require to see where the grapes grow
Or squeeze their juices between every toe.

Some might prefer all that grandeur, although
For me, only this does contentment owe –
To sit in my chair and

Categories: merlot, happiness, peace, wine,
Form: Monorhyme

Raspberry Merlot

I’ll never forget that first drink I had, 
sweet Raspberry Merlot with my alcoholic dad-
He gave it to me with such ease, 
            my innocence died turning into disease.
I’ll never forget that first drink I had. 

      It dripped

Categories: merlot, addiction,
Form: Rhyme

Merlot Was Overflowing

With trembling fingers I poured Merlot wine
Overflowing the rim of his chalice
Salty drops on my lips, the taste of brine
from tears spilled as he spoke words of malice
His offensive, "Cheers," I chose to decline
the sting of mockery, cold and callous
    Piteous, I lingered without relief
    Flooded with torment, I'm

Categories: merlot, grief,
Form: Ottava rima

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

A Sip of Merlot

When next my eyes are blessed to set on you,
May that be soon or further down the line,
Will tears refuse to paint with only blue,
And choose instead less colors viewed as mine;
I’ll see no beauty where it was before,
No lilac petals shall your garden grow,
And that it won’t, in dark, then to a store,
Where bottles

Categories: merlot, beauty,
Form: Sonnet

Fire and Merlot

I remember the honeyed words,
and the
               ...anticipation
 of the touch that rendered time irrelevant.
I hear laughter in the next room;
astounded at the drunk and the blind.
it’s all so fleeting; we turn to dust in a heartbeat

Categories: merlot, beautiful, metaphor, passion, romance,
Form: Prose Poetry

Free Cee Starting Over Midst Merlot and Clover

STARTING OVER MIDST MERLOT AND CLOVER

You ask me if we can start over as if we just met
with all the errant paths i've taken to forget
let the past be forgotten and today become brand new
and all my expectations depend upon you

we can lay in the clover sipping on Merlot wine
me thanking God that i've got

Categories: merlot, angst, kiss, love, me,
Form: Quatrain

Free Cee Starting Over Midst Merlot and Clover

STARTING OVER MIDST MERLOT AND CLOVER

You ask me if we can start over as if we just met
with all the errant paths i've taken to forget
let the past be forgotten and today become brand new
and all my expectations depend upon you

we can lay in the clover sipping on Merlot wine
me thanking God that i've got

Categories: merlot, angst, kiss, love, me,
Form: Quatrain

My Merlot Transformation

One glass of Merlot makes my innards tingle

Dry wine has a way of making me romantic

Two glasses blur my vision, but I'm eager to mingle

Half a carafe finds my language less than pedantic

No misinterpretation, dwell not on meanings semantic 



*Entry for Francine’s “Pick a Beverage, Any Beverage” contest
October 23, 2011 by Carolyn Devonshire

Categories: merlot, funny,
Form: Quintain (English)