Short Wined Poems

Between wind and kind
Confusion you'll find
Unless wind rhymes "wined"
And that blows your mind!...

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They wined with Croesus
While he staggered on the breadline.
When he crossed the Styx
Gold and diamond ran for cover!...

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Lost and beautyfull little angel
Only I can see
Soon will be the time
than we will wined our selfs together is love and life...

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(Wined Floor)

The wine brewed without
Drip drop drip drop
Visual temptations lured me
My bronze tresses wet
Down the nape to my soul
Red painted toes
Danced on the wined floor
Decked for love.

Balveen Cheema
Contest: Visual Of A Verso
August 20, 2015...

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I needed a friend
but knew not what it was;
indeed had never known.
Needed a lesson,
required a teacher
to show, instruct.
She stood on my toes
which were in her way
that day -
damned if I knew why
because I was wined ?
Come and tell me who
understands just what it is.
Period....

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A silly young man from Segovia
Was eager to collar a novia:*
	When asked for his preference,
	He gave points of reference,
Restricted from Minsk to Monrovia.
	
When asked, an old maid from Madrid
Answered testily, “Heaven forbid!”
	But then, once wined and dined,
	She felt less disinclined:
She said, “Maybe I will” – and she did!


* novia  =  girlfriend...

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A Poem For Kristen and Nate

The boys they all loved her
A real Southern Peach.
They wined her and dined her
But she was out of their reach

Ambitious and pretty
She reached for the stars.
But deep in her psyche
She carried some scars.

Life's full of surprises 
It's  part of the plan.
Her heart was won over,
By a red-headed man.
                          
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I do not need to be wined or dined
Riches l do not require
Jewels, fancy cars, gifts
Are not what l desire

What l truly do need in my life
Is readily available and free
It fills my being with contentment
Simply  “makes me happy”

Love and laughter in abundance
Kindness and cuddles galore
Embracing life, being safe and happy
 I want for nothing for more

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This is the story that should not be told
And it was not told ever
Till the time it mattered
Now that they have escaped in corners safe
This comes out as history on a cuppa at café
They dug
Buried
Filled
Graved
Quietened
Bribed
Wined
Dined
And womanized
To keep it under wraps
Many wanted to spill
They even got hurt or killed
Silence was kept and enforced
Black it was periphery to core....

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If I become blind
I should this mind,
For I can’t anymore my way find,
My watch correctly wind,
Nor the scattered bind …

I will have away pined
By the time I become blind,
As I won’t note the dishes I dined
Nor the Bacchus on which I wined;
How resources are undermined
And complainants their teeth grind …
Nor the number pick of my enemies behind. 

If I should become blind,
I might cease to be kind....

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I met you just today,
At an unexpected time,
And we talked.

I shared with you today,
Sweet memories of joy,
And we laughed.

I walked with you today,
On crowded streets,
And we rested.

I wined with you today,
Dark eyes across the table,
And we touched.

I left you just today,
‘Twas the sweetest farewell,
And we parted.

I remembered you today,
Soft eyes in the sunset,
And I cried.
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There once was a lady named Nancy
to whom Bob took an immediate fancy
so they wined and dined
and ate at restaurants refined
they were getting intimate after a while
until Bob saw her crack a smile
he thought there was something odd
of that thing  that looked like a pod
so Bob walked in on her while she was in the can
and to his  shock he found out Nancy was a man
now they're on the Jerry Springer show
fighting hard and exchanging blows...

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He was tall and cavalier
Wined me under a chandelier
How he was debonair
With his soft blond curls of hair
Gallant and handsome
Dance moves for a twosome
He swept me right off my feet
With a sultry accent straight from Crete
How could I ever forget that starlit sundown
And that bartender from the other side of town



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on September 12, 2019 for contest I’LL NEVER FORGET WHAT’S HIS/HER NAME sponsored by JOHN LAWLESS...

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I have wooed,wined, and dined you
Till Broadway carries sweet scent of
Your perfume, light and airy
As Hudson River views.

I have seen you gracing love renewed
No more lonely hearts
In cool of summer's eve
Time will stand still like the Hudson at twilight.

Say you'll come away with me
To nostalgic breeze
Come with me to Belize's sun-lit grounds
By the Caribbean;
Bottom line,
I'll propose on my knees
At bottom of the Carib Sea,
Heaven already knows.

*...

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Twisted Logic,
is the way my world works.
You have to go backwards,
to go forwards in my book.
Sometimes you have to bend sideways,
to get a better look. 
Sometimes you have to freeze it,
just to let it cook.
What ever you do,
don't get lost in my crazy little book.
You might wined up in the psycho-ward,
if you take too close of a look.
So sit back and relax,
while I finish writing my book.
You don't need to worry about it,
backwards is the way my world works....

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I
caressed a silvered floor
With my slippers of gold
On a mansion mounted in the deep heart of the sea,

Imposed the day on the dull night
With the flip of my succulent fingers
When sleep became too afraid to be my guest,

wined with the wind
On a self-driven car
That flies and sails at will,

fathered countless parties
With endless spraying spree,

And registered my name
In the right corner of every mind.

Alas, just a dream in front of NAIRABET game-board....

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Born tough enough to breathe!
A little kindness
Broken down in disbelief 
Where we wined up
Color is us,
Then you blind us,
Why, Do we need to bleed?

Can't confine us,
Don't remind us,
Our culture is so Unique.

We keep trying so,
We can climb up,
You put us beneath.

All that's behind us,
You won't define us,
You won't combine us
Why, because we all so differently.
Compassion primes us!

So now you see, We
Born just to Breathe! 


ShErEe
(C) 2020 June...

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