Wine Poems | Examples

Premium Member Taste of Wine


old wine
new shine,

My Like, My Dislike, My Future

Special love colours my life with beauty,
A faithful partner paints my home with peace;
Marriage has led me on its tour of duty—
Therein my existential joys increase.


If not for wine bottles draining too fast,
Sweet success’ smiles would have glowed far brighter;
But life is lived vexed, troubled, and aghast
As influence shapes one into a blighter.


Yet through this gloom, the future keeps its cheer—
A worthy praise for destiny’s bright writ;
Clear to my eyes, ringing loud in my ear,
A luscious glow even the blind admit.

Timeless

I never knew the girl.  
I only know the woman I met:  
already fire, already ocean,  
already the rest of my life.

Your eyes hold whole summers I never lived,  
your skin keeps every place you’ve forgiven and loved.  
One slow smile from you undoes me  
more than any untouched dawn ever could.

You are the wine the years poured only for me:  
deeper now, truer now,  
impossible to rush,  
impossible to forget.

I fell in love with the woman already in bloom,  
and every morning I fall again,  
harder,  
for exactly who you are  
right now.

Open your eyes.  
My forever is looking at you.


Wine And Love Letters

Bring the poet's wine,
I wish to drown my sorrows,
In my lover's words.

A Heat Untold

Their whispers rise,a curling flame,
Behind each hush, a heat untold.
No saint escapes a sinner's name;
Their whispers rise,a curling flame.
The tongue's a torch, it plays the game,
The truth's too young, the lies too old.
Their wishes rise, a curling flame,
Behind each hush a heat untold.

The Present Moment

The moment is all that exists.
Years are gone,the future resists.
In this present,life unfolds.
A story in time,bravely unfolds.

The worries of yesterday fade,
Tomorrow's fears, a distant parade.
In the now,find peace and light,
Embrace the present,day and night.

For in this moment,life is found,
On rock-hard ground,firmly bound
The present,a donation,freely given,
In this present,true living is striven.


Premium Member May Your Body-A Communion Hymn

May Your Body bless my body
May Your Blood bless my life
May Your guidance
Lead away from every evil fief

May Your Body bless my body
May Your Blood bless our lives
May we fear God
As did the Exodus midwives

May Your Body bless our body
May Your Blood bless kirke life
May we gather in Your Midst
In every war and strife

May Your Body bless this body
May Your Blood give life on and on
Luther said "Das ist dein blut"
Upon apheresis syphon 

May Your Body bless somebody
May Your Blood bless this life
Let us not put asunder 
What You bind in man and wife

May Your Body bless anybody
May Your Blood incite new life
And point us to the Missionary
Keeping cadence with drum and fife

Gordon's Wine Bar

In the toffee-brown shade of candle wax light
The stone cloistered walls moist and dark 
Silent whispers from the past
Sealed beneath Villiers Street
The lonely watery veins of your eyes
Reflected the space between you and I
Between the hard **** of our desires
And the soft recitals of our measured poise
Your hand loose in the vaulted light
The moment missed and the chance released
Like curling smoke drifting onto the street
Dispersing amongst the Embankment crowd
Silently gone like the cold passing gargle
Of the brown-black Thames
On its way to the sea.

Premium Member ALCOHOLIC APPLE PIE WINE

Vineyard discovery
Winery cellar somewhere in Pennsylvania
It was an Escorted Tour by Defuncted BISS TOURS
We tasted several wines
The alcoholic Apple Pie wine caught my attention
The blend of ingredient
No nutrient
Senses of aroma opened and taste
I am no wine drinker
I was intrigued in the Apple Pie wine
It was genuine
No bake nor oven
Quality at its best
From the very first sip
That was my tip
Brought a bottle of the Apple Pie wine to take home
Remember and always will of that wine
Didn’t get drunk
First time hearing of Apple Pie wine
Compelling name
No shame
Only the taste taking aim

My Favorite TIme of Day

My favorite time of Day

My favorite time 
Of day
Is sunset
Cocktail hour
When I drink wine
Occasionally rum 
Or whiskey 
With my wife

Premium Member Romance in the picture

Rhythm and blues tonight delight
The mood elevated intensely swag and smooth
Perfection is fireplace and wine



Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Crystal Cathedral 'Backfloat in Wine'

Echoing, an ambient hum
a blurry chandelier’s reflection,
red light bending through the skinny stem. 

I live inside the glass’s soft curve
yet every breath reverberates,
every heartbeat rings back
in my intimate
crystal cathedral.

The wine is slow,
rich with memory,
yet the glass is but half-full. 

Backfloat, don’t sip;
as your surroundings 
are intoxicating -
they will cause you to tip.

Tears: the salt vanishes
into the red.
Do they absorb the wine?
or
Does the wine absorb the tears?

Premium Member Through the shadowy nights where wine spills its mystery

Through the shadowy nights where wine spills its mystery,
Chills course through me, flowing from you like a sacred river.
In your siren dance, fire and seduction flood my gaze,
Ignited in this duel of desires, in your fierce battle of love.
Your gaze, like an arrow, wounds me with sweet pain,
Marking my soul with your mystery, so irresistible,
Left in spasms of ecstasy and the agony of love, the essence of my being,
Lost in memories that traverse me in nights of wakefulness and dreaming.
Inner fury assaults me with more intense desires,
Thirsty for inner light, shaken by heaven's decree,
Killing common sense within me, wanting you boundlessly,
Watching your eyes that fix on me, silently, just listening to you.
I wander in the labyrinth of your healing touches,
Through hundreds of seasons, aging in your convictions,
Loving you in thousands of words, in dozens of breaths,
Thirsty for your hidden conspiracies, your endless mystery.
Woman with panther eyes, take me with you, steal my soul,
And the heart that beats for you in a mad rhythm,
Just enough to keep me aware,
That you exist in my parallel universe, in my heart, unconsciously.

Premium Member Captain Kangaroo

We all remember Captain Kangaroo
who lived in his treasure house as opposed to a shoe
he was a most enthusiastic storyteller
when kids went to sleep he’d head for the cellar



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Premium Member Time is measured in memories

Brie on baguette with rosé
a picnic for two in the park
moments of spontaneity to treasure



Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: 1st place 2025

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