Vino #atozchallenge

V

Uncork your essence

harvest radiates red

 cabernet and brie

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a to z wine

 

Couldn’t pass up posting a picture of this wine.

Do you have a favorite wine?

Please enjoy these A to Z bloggers with me:

 

Vintage #atozchallenge #photochallenge #poetry

Never too old

smooth, the perfect bouquet

fill my glass

V

Over the last several months, I have been looking for letters of the alphabet in nature and architecture. This study is in the letter “V” for the benefit of the A to Z challenge letter “V”  and the Weekly Photochallenge “Letters.” Forgive me if I am not justifying the photography in the proper V position. I believe the eye is naturally captured by a  familiar shape. Perhaps you too would enjoy the photography treasure hunt for letters.

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For the love of… Food #poetry #photography

wine with the meal

My senses tell me first

something fragrant is stirring

I try not to imagine what the neighbor is cooking

my salivary glands haven’t a care they’re not looking

spicy, strong smells fill the air

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carried away on a magic carpet

distant lands of curries and cayenne peppers

autumn colors of paprika and tumeric

dark green courgette, deep purple eggplant, and regal red onion’s sweet array

my imagination is teased with the colorful display

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Camels loaded with untold wares

a caravan from the east

great cooks of the world plan their feast

impatiently I await gustatorial delights

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Putting my watering  mouth into check

my rolled carpet beneath one arm

a Merlot to wet our lips

I gather my glass, green salad and my wits

always a welcome guest

magic carpet

The prompt at Verse First today is to write about food. I hope you can smell the spices as they take an Eastern journey.

Time is ticking away #death #life #poetry

hour-glass-black-n-white

they asked me when I was a kid

how long they thought i’d live

i said” i don’t know

maybe after the world is covered with snow.”

they asked me when I was a sailor

how long I thought til it was over?

i shook my head,

“my best friend yesterday at 20 was dead”

they asked me when i was a dad

“how long do you think you have?”

“i’d like to be old as a good wine

maybe that would be 99.”

“they asked me how long now that you are 88?”

“it’s waiting for death I hate

i hope ungrateful i do not sound

of life i’d like another round”

This is dedicated to a dear friend who was like my dad as I was growing up. Each day now is  a battle with cancer…

A Toast to – wine, women and … #poetry

“Ignorant fool”

she laughed

raising her glass

“will women never learn?

he loves the smorgasboard

taste this

feast on that

at evening’s end

he always goes home alone

to belch up his dessert

of red heads, blondes, brunettes

take it

all of them”

she flings the contents of her wine glass

to the silenced one

“you will need this”

she handed her the now emptied wine glass

“for your own tears”

The amazing photograph was from stock photographs