Short Bordeaux Poems

pour me
another
por favor

of a two
thousand
fifteen

bordeaux
what no
more

poor me
c'est la vie
monsieur...

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Bordeaux Ben just loved red wine,
Would only drink when dining fine,
Didn't drink beer, wouldn't drink gin,
Mum said, alchohol at home was a sin,
So he ate at restaurants all the time....

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Bordeaux Ben looking for a friend
   Went to a singles dance once again,
  He met a girl with curly blonde locks,
  The way she moved rocked his socks,
   Looks like Ben may be in love again....

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One red candle of dying flame
I pour one glass of Bordeaux, into yesterday
A meal for one, as autumn leaves become undone
A sad clown’s face
Reflects back to me
Thanksgiving is lonely
When all your friends are dead...

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There once was a young man from Turkey
Whose food tastes were known to be quirky
On braised lamb with Bordeaux
He had quickly said no
And asked if they had some Beef Jerky

 Contest   Poet Destroyer A  October 8, 2015...

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"in the Marais"


there once was a man from Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch
who preferred Picasso's over those of Van Gogh
so he didn't give a damn
about Amsterdam
but would rather be in Paris sipping Bordeaux...

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Like wine,
Poets age with every year

Tattered labels stained,
vintners unclear

Bordeaux, Merlot, or Cabernet,
words mellow in the dark

Where time ferments a riper day
—its richness to impart

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2019)...

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BORDEAUX & ESCARGOT



Slo
Tiptoe
Mistletoe
Bravissimo
Rainbow audio
Sappho & Romeo
Indigo scenario
Sublimo Michelangelo
Magnifico oboe adagio



AP:  3rd place 2020

Submitted on November 1, 2019 for contest RHYMING NONET sponsored by CHARLES MESSINA  -  RANKED 1ST...

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Bordeaux birds are forever bright
                                    They avoid Lammergeiers night
                                           Flamingos and storks
                                          Know the use of forks
                                       In the Puy de Sancy height...

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The last rose of summer is rapidly fading on the vine.

     'Twas once as brilliant as a splendid claret Bordeaux wine.

          Alas, autumn frosts hath wrought their deadly sting.

               Thankfully, another will bring me pleasure come next spring!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved...

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Sauvignon oh Sauvignon!
My crimson grapey friend
While I enjoyed my time with you
I'm sorry it must end

Cabernet oh Cabernet
Yes you I used to know
Sad but true, I’m done with you
I’ve moved on to Bordeaux

Bordeaux, Bordeaux oh my Bordeaux
You vineyard berry blitz
The summers here, and I declare
I choose a white wine spritz...

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Johann Sebastian Bach
  composed concertos that rock
Ludwig von Beethoven
  gave us music for roamin' and rovin'

Austrian composer Johann Strauss
  the popularity of waltzes widened
An Amadeus Mozart violin solo
  sparkles with a glass of bordeaux 

When on these composers folks take a pass
  ~ they miss out on a classical gas...

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A young lady from old Bordeaux,
Was drinking wine with great gusto,
She was at a wine fair
When the police stopped her there,
The breathalyzer blew up with one blow.

The gendarmes wouldn't let her walk home,
So she called a soldier friend on the phone,
He arrived in a tank
As drunk as a skank,
Now they both sit in the cells all alone....

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From a Balcony in Paris

Fine rain 
open umbrella
Sitting on the balcony
Of a hotel 
Overlooking 
Haussmann-Saint Lazare.
Throngs of people
Something has changed
People drink
Starbuck 
Eat hamburgers
On the hoof.
Old restaurant closed
Converted
To fast-food joints.
I sigh
Drink from the bottle
Of Bordeaux 
To avoid 
Getting rainwater
In my wine....

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the tiger deflowers and lays to flat
a pride and hubris you've long kept intact
perched on thin bough
         stripped cat of its meow
claws cut through bush, red earth and Muntjac

and teeth draw blood on a great Pollack canvas
dark as Bordeaux in a patterned Acanthus
a thick spray of clay
         blooming arches and folds
the verdigris breath of a desert-night cold...

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She was like Bordeaux,
a tall drink of spirit
He was more a hopped
pale lager like Pilsner, 
both gorgeous and
super gingered flavors,
although clashing mid
respective savored aplomb,
one so refined the other
rowdy after hours,
yet they complimented
each other in the way
they blended their
drunken demeanors, 
intoxicated by mere
existence of nature's
essential complexities...

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so sayest this sixth
is not the life of the
party nor Christ or
Brian but mine  me

i've never spiked
a drink or volleyball
and haven't been
circumnavigated

below the equater
belt if you know
what i mean but
not to try to please

a crowd but
just you and
me i'd love to
turn all water

into wine
a 2015 
bordeaux
so

i could drink
from my toilet
and pee on
the lawn...

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COMPROMISE

There was a young man from Bordeaux
Who had some work done down below.
Deft realignments;
Certain refinements:
He’s now a young girl from Bordeaux

His girl friend who hailed from Paree,
Called round the next morning to see.
She said, “I suppose,
Now you’ve one of those,
It’s lesbian marriage for me


20th April 2020
Limerick Poetry contest
Sponsor - Janice Canerdy...

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Fair Isle sweater 
Fair woman fine
Torn up love letter
Red Bordeaux wine
Heart patterns in the sky
Sapphires for her eyes
Red velvet, soft caress
Jean jacket with a dress
Lessons where she's sitting down
I stand behind her arms around 
Her, as I help to guide her hands
Mesmerized, I cannot stand
Lemon verbena in the air
Brie, Raclette, Anjou pear
Fragrant zephyr, apprehend
Time stand still, dream don't end...

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The Cock and Bull in darkened street,
and the lintel like mahogany.
I liked the way the corner turned
and did this so abruptly.

I liked the shutters closed for night -
they were really quite appealing,
and never in the darkness grown
would you know that they were peeling.

The tram rails were in front of me
and darkened trams were moving,
and eventually I got on one
and left Bordeaux behind me.





1/13/216...

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She danced upon my sleepy knife-edge
Rem sleep concealed; my hollow tin ledge
Was the naked girl who stole my show

Labanotation echoed her tarred shamed knees
Free falling from grace, cumulating fees 
Have every my gutter pushed so low?

Integument tally, a dollar per pound
Rumoured lies within; no truth found
Flesh voucher paid in Bordeaux

So I flickered in though
Scar tissue hand did plough
My poured soda fountain flow...

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Bold girl Paulette went alone to Tokyo from Bordeaux
Wore the local dress to get lost in the crowd
On a calm day wind would surge she didn’t know
Bold girl Paulette went alone to Tokyo from Bordeaux
She didn’t bother when the gust swirled up her kimono
For, of her shapely legs she was very proud 
Bold girl Paulette went alone to Tokyo from Bordeaux
Wore the local dress to get lost in the crowd.


January 7, 2022
Contest : Paulette-2
Sponsor : Julia Ward...

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