Poem -
Wine
Why wine?
Many are the reasons
Few are the excuses.
Β White, red, port, ice wine
All delicious in context
Tantalizing the palate with varietals
Reasons:Β
Alternative analgesic
Sedative, muscle relaxer, tasty
WineΒ
To enjoy with friends
A celebration, toast, remembrance
To forget,Β
Though it doesn't help
Yet, the illusion seems real with wine
But,
Mostly, it tasted good
And it brings together friends
To celebrate
Reminisce, ruminate, boast
Enjoy
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Comments
Lovely write Karina.Β to creativity.cheers!
Thanks... it was a whimsical write as I sipped a glass on a rainy afternoon.. just enjoying life.
They say that with a glass of wine in hand looks different, occurs with wine as it occurs with all pleasurable substances, properly and when occasion requires, it is good, but too much can be a hell and a personal ruin, living together with a person addicted to wine is a real horror, wine in excess Apart from turning the person into a dispossession, ruins to any family.
The wine must be drinking it as Karina in this composition, digesting food, to provide and to celebrate a special event, something similar happens with the Whisky, sometimes it is good, but consumed in excess it is fatal.
I am more whisky than of wine, and I prefer water to eat.
A greeting.
I am sorry you have a problem with alcohol.. however, it is inappropriate to say so on a poem that is so much about the pleasures of have a single glass of wine...