Wine Poems
World's Wine Drinks Dry Desire
by Ayatullah Nurjati
The tree dangles in all directions
Lush and green leaves seem to be in sync with the landscape amidst the bustle
of the city noise flanked by high-rise buildings
The ripe fruit seems appetizing to be enjoyed instantly
The air was now already felt stifling chest
Indeed, this city glistens with splendor similar to the composition of wine which is
the prima donna for its enthusiasts
The colors green, red, purple are good when the raw materials turn into wine,
they are only social starification and markers for the producing trees, similar to
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Love turns mere water into wine
by Pilgrim Roy
Love turns mere water into wine
and earthly things become divine.
Swallowing hurt and hatred up
it sweetens every bitter cup.
Love satisfies the deepest thirst
and always puts its’ loved one first.
It does not hurt, but seeks to please
and even love its enemies.
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When Love and Wine Inspire
by Callimachus
If sober, and inclin'd to sport,
To you, my fair one, I resort;
The still-forbidden bliss to prove,
Accuse me then, and blame my love.
But if to rashness I incline,
Accuse me not, but blame the wine:
When Love and Wine at once inspire,
What mortal can control his fire.
Of late I came, I know not how,
Embrac'd my fair, and kiss'd her too;
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Aged Like Wine
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Years go by like a purple blur of time,
As when the ripest grapes are turned,
Into the most luscious and aged wine!
Then memory itself often comes calling,
In sweltering sunshine and in the rain,
Like roaming bluebirds' memories of home,
Or the sweet memories of the honeybee!
Seasons come and go so colorfully vivid,
Obeying a golden rule of sunshine cycles.
Hectic time goes by quickly like rainbows,
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For Lovers of Ale
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
That amber liquid far from insipid
Like molten honey but drawn from a tap,
Bitter or dark, the choices quite stark,
God's malted ale, nature's true sap.
Vikings grew strong, strengthened their bond,
Giving them courage for mayhem galore,
A beer in their hand, they pillaged the land
Never quite feeling tired or sore.
......
Love turns mere water into wine
by Pilgrim Roy
Love turns mere water into wine
and earthly things become divine.
Swallowing hurt and hatred up
it sweetens every bitter cup.
Love satisfies the deepest thirst
and always puts its’ loved one first.
It does not hurt, but seeks to please
and even love its enemies.
......
World's Wine Drinks Dry Desire
by Ayatullah Nurjati
The tree dangles in all directions
Lush and green leaves seem to be in sync with the landscape amidst the bustle
of the city noise flanked by high-rise buildings
The ripe fruit seems appetizing to be enjoyed instantly
The air was now already felt stifling chest
Indeed, this city glistens with splendor similar to the composition of wine which is
the prima donna for its enthusiasts
The colors green, red, purple are good when the raw materials turn into wine,
they are only social starification and markers for the producing trees, similar to
......
Ages Old Rite
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
the plump raindrops fall
glad blooms drink their age-old wine
sunrise colors soon
Intoxicated
by Ali Abdullah
I just wanna say you were thinking right
When you were sippin’ on your cheap old wine
Told me “Ali let’s get things straight
This relationship is going nowhere
And I’m afraid I’ll get attached
Then you’ll leave me for your plans”
“I don’t wanna have laughs today
And feel broken in a couple years
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For Lovers of Ale
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
That amber liquid far from insipid
Like molten honey but drawn from a tap,
Bitter or dark, the choices quite stark,
God's malted ale, nature's true sap.
Vikings grew strong, strengthened their bond,
Giving them courage for mayhem galore,
A beer in their hand, they pillaged the land
Never quite feeling tired or sore.
......
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Pilgrim Roy (1 poems about Wine)
I am a pilgrim travelling the heavenly way walking through life with Jesus. He is my constant companion and friend