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In Vino Veritas

I've seen a ship in a bottle
and a barque inside a jar
how they got there I've no idea
perhaps a retractable spar
mariners made them
when all at sea
or in the doldrums
averting voyage-long ennui
what it signifies I know not
but there's a punt
in the bottom of mine
maybe an impediment
to catch sediment
when storing
or accommodate
a thumb for pouring
yet it does not improve the wine

Premium Member Vino - Anacreontic Couplet

Oh wonderful, tempting wine,
Delicate fruit of the vine,
The grape, a luscious berry,
Chosen to keep us merry.
It was deemed medication,
Despite intoxication.
It may relieve pain and strife,
It's a paradox of life.
Red or white sparkling or still,
You’ll love it, I know you will.
Choose a bottle from the shelf
Twill draw you out of yourself.
Enhances meals, its vino
The best pick-me-up we know.

My Trinity Or In Vino Veritas

"my trinity" OR "in vino veritas"


the deVine

the grape 

and 

the holy spirits


Premium Member Vino Bottled

multi nuanced
                  flavour
many coloured
       & aromas to savour

always in the taste

 & swallowed 
            without haste

bottled
magnums 
        & jereboam,
bouquets 
      to hint
 of lemon & jam

chadonnay shiraz
          sauvignon
tempranillo 
     merlot jostle
              in a throng

the trinity 
champagne
      sherry& port
the latter
          stilton's best escort

beaujolais
        loved 
           by the light-hearted
 a lingering thirst
&race
   to import first

none 
     can surpass
        rioja's reserva 
at a thousand feet
oak aged
        ripened 
in summer heat

Vino

it has often been
asked perhaps
philosophically

about the liquid
in a glass if it 
is half empty
or half full

if it's
a dark red 
and very dry
wine the glass 

will
always
be full all
of the time

Premium Member In Vino Veritas, But Whiskey's Better

In Vino Veritas, But Whiskey’s Better

In wine there is certainly such real-truth to be found,
And in whiskey there is even more of it to go around!

Wine may maketh one truly sagacious, whilst whiskey
Elevates one to a level known as “For Members Only!” 

As modern-day bards seeketh true meaning in their daily
Thoughts—whiskey is man’s key to his baser instincts.

The soul doth prosper even better when fueled so truest
By the cryptic, elixir-like qualities of wine and whiskey!

And doth pray tell, I sayeth this must be so, and why not? 
Well, both elixirs help to free man’s deepest inner spirit!

Wine is that exquisite medium for introspective reflection,
Whilst whiskey excites one’s self for immediate attention!  

Let it be said though that wine and whiskey do complement
One another in man’s quest for real-truth in this crazy world!

Amen! Amen! Amen!
What more can one say?

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
January 7, 2018 (Couplet)


En Vino Veritas

i have been reading the contents
via, printed correspondence
for some time now

and so it was only natural
there’d be a moment
i’d pour, to
sip the promise

when switching from merlot to zinfandel
a tipped glass need not be
shattered into shards

time only knows if; when
the chance will come to
escape to your serenity
and charming ways

visit for an eternity; or
just a few days

so until then;
let us drink a toast
to a marrying of such
savory flavors

Visions In Vino

Lo doth the grapes drip from my lips 
 and stain my mouth like royalty
Awake in the darkness
Learning the truth of the vines
Hearing the whispers of weeds
Saturated with the knowledge of life
Enlightened by the promise of death
Moved by Miles
Seduced by the highway
A golden horn of broken yellow
Played softly to a beast
The gentle hum of change   
 outside your window
A warm feeling of home
 inside a glass
An oasis of my mind.

Premium Member In Vino Veritas

Late at night
Losing all sense of time
Caught in the web's
Ghostly glow
A glimpse of an ad
During a sip of ruby red
A muse was born
(Amusin' illusion)
To tempt the Melpomene in me.
Dionysus let slip the flights of fancy.
A flirtation began.
It was love at first sight
As I drank deep of the Pierian spring
But my love she doth often unrequite.
It passeth all understanding.

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