Short Chablis Poems
Short Chablis Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Chablis by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Chablis by length and keyword.
cold tree
chablis
hearts free
soft brie
on beach, under cold tree, chablis lips
on warm blanket, hearts free, soft brie quips
stinking scent of
peach spray 'pon trees in springtime...
pink chablis dazzles
Sponsor: Debbie Guzzi
Contest: Spring Into Haiku
Written: May 05, 2014
Charlie
That's Me
Detects
Suspects
Here's Clue
For Flu
Veggie
Suey
Ban Food
No Good
You Do
Flu Through
My Fee
Chablis
Glug Glug
Chug Chug...
So Long
Drink Gone
full moon basks in light
reflecting the sun’s bright rays…
illumination
void of emotion
the cratered face seems to stir…
light lost as sun moves
amber crescent hangs
tip it an sip its Chablis…
warm gold nectar soothes
*Entry for Joe Maverick’s haiku contest
risen in darkness
drifting clouds conceal moonlight
from a shadowed face
reflections serene
lunar light breaks the stillness
revealing night orbs
golden chablis flows
from glowing flower petals
sweet drops of honey
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
for Haiku Challenge contest (Joe Maverick)
Sit atop my wings
I'll fly you places
Show you things
I've been around the world
Just come along
I'll keep you furled
I know just where to go
We won't be rushed
We'll take it slow
I'll first bring you to France
We'll nosh on brie
Maybe even dance
As long as you're with me
You'll sip the finest French Chablis
I am addicted to raspberry tea
I prefer it to a fine French Chablis
If alcohol it contained
I'd stagger about half-brained
Guzzling gallons to gratify me
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Placed No. 2 in Francine Robert's "Pick a Beverage, any Beverage" Contest - Oct 2011
it's almost sundown
I checked the clock
It's almost Thanksgiving
Everything's soaked
Rescued carrots from rain thawed dirt
Hot soup eased the chill
cool chablis eased the pain
Cat keeps sliding from blue jeans lap
to resettle higher and slowly reslide
Claws are verboten
She knows
Time for a refill
This poem's done
Cat's at the window
studying darkness
October sunshine late afternoon
Time hasn’t fallen back yet
Six orange raspberries
Sweetly melted on my tongue
A second harvest
Missed by the catbirds
Found by the ants
A gallon or two of
tiny red and yellow
Tomatoes
To be halved and drenched
In dark Balsamic
With perhaps a slice
Of hot pepper
Yellow
Not the fiery red
And a sip or two
Of Mountain chablis
Then maybe some
Devonshire
Or Chilton
With that hard crust bread
To dip in
olive oil
Chilled or warm this life is so worn
bitter sweet or sour tart the ache of my old heart
life's aroma giving years of sitting while waiting
to be young again like a grape that's been blend
Across the desert I swirl of childhood as a young girl
champagne sand at night with the red moon I bloom
unbreakable glass so tipsy and free like fine Chablis
tiny bubbles flutter through my veins like a cork no longer constrain.
T Reams 9/2015 copyright 7th place