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Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: beauty, heart, introspection, passion, philosophy, wine, women,

A Question of Love

Loves promenades towards emptiness
	longing is a void
darkness of a million universes
where mythical black holes
chant of timeless desires

Yearning for carnal eternity
where candles never die

Two of us
	never met
	oceans apart
	gasping for affections
	in different times
	winds may have swept
	this way or that
	never seen

Wind and candle lie in death
so lost
in emptiness

Poem Details | by Robert Ronnow |
Categories: bird, humor, insect, love, men, poetry, wine,

Can poetry matter

In the debate between accessible and difficult poems
Poets' poems and poems for people
Only the single poem and private reader matter

Both kinds and anything between can matter or not
Solid or made of air, a vase or heavy clay ashtray
One word repeated or many like a lei

An acquired taste, like wine, and like wine
Not sustenance, yet men die with their miseries
Uncut without it, news and mere matter

I advise everyone to keep a personal anthology of poems that matter
Or not. Perhaps it should be novels. Stones, insect wings,
Feathers, Birds you've seen, People loved.

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: longing, love, wine, wisdom, universe,

Call me, Call me


If their is one breathing angel left in the universe
I do plead
Tell the gal to call me

If she has a heart, even of coal
Let me be the furnace
To burn her passions

If she doesn’t care
Let me care for both
Let the clouds carry us away

If I am a fool 
Let me dream
Of a magical time and place

When I listened to her sweet beautiful grace
Her voice the melody
Of my fantasy

Let me be
Let my love free
Call me and whisper to me

Sweet nothings

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: art, introspection, love, love hurts, memory, philosophy, wine,

Left Wanting

Your smile
Your hug
Your kiss
Your caress
Your tenderness

Holding you in the night
Perfume scented tranquility
Bringing me humility
Your breath upon my chest

Is my life, till the day I rest
In my grave
Missing you

Poem Details | by Tim Smith |
Categories: beauty, butterfly, imagery, love, wine,

A Bottle Of Red

Slipping down inside a crystal chandelier 
red rouge cheeks running on through
breathe  as visions settle in my mind
you're just a little bit of nutty 
with an apricot perfume
quite exceptional  I do say
a kindred spirit bouquet

Teasing along the tip of my palate 
caramel gaze of grandeur glows
as you kiss my parched lips away
partaking a perfect compliment 
in every simple way
sparkles spill in anticipation
topping off a pleasant kind of day


Poem Details | by Vernette Hutcherson |
Categories: food, happiness, love, music,

Candle Light And Wine

Candle light and sweet wine
Dinner for two and soft music
A night made for love

Poem Details | by Diana Dinca |
Categories: lost love, love hurts, meaningful, metaphor, philosophy, psychological,

Poison and wine

I’ve got poison on my lips
And in my glass, red wine.
I’ve got you in my bloodstream
And this porcelain heart of mine.

I’ve got oceans in my veins
And to sail them, you alone.
I’ve got a blood-stained hurricane
And you wear my poison as cologne.

You’ve got a storm beneath your skin
And then a storm’s what you become.
I’ve got my fire to remind you
Who burned and made you come undone.

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Poem Details | by Orlando Leach Jr. |
Categories: love

Red Wine

Nocturnal heart walks with wine.
Moon-lit soul succumbs to "red".
Pure cherry lip-stick kisses.
Sweet love-tainted taste.

Poem Details | by tom bell |
Categories: angst, lost love, love, passion,

Share My Wine

Share my wine
One last time
Lay next to me
Let me feel your sweet breath
On my neck once more,
I have never forgotten you,
And everything you swore
Locked in crystal eternity
Inside my love
You lay next to me
each night I live
In memories you yet give

Poem Details | by john freeman |
Categories: love, time, love, time, wine,

Fermenting Wine

In the strait of straight talk Twain shall be able to walk One twin of twain often mocks Causes me, myself and I am talks When human concepts flip Love gives us worthwhile tips Of new wine time to take a sip Wisdom of Love is ocean’s dip When old wine has become inept `Tis time to remember where love is kept Into the serpent the mind doth flip a serpent logic stem, ill equipped Evil was not of Love created of human mind was meditated ample proof is worldly integrated ~ Though tis of love mitigated What has been said… has already been read… time and time again add new message blend! least consciousness suffer again!

Poem Details | by tom bell |
Categories: angst, depression, girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, introspection, life, love, sad,

Wine and Dine

Wining and dining,
Dancing and prancing
Hoping I'll score,
My money I'm chancing...

Desperate for love,
A body warm
All my sensualities
Begin to swarm

Peck on the cheek,
My $100 prize
I stood there still,
With glazed eyes

Inside she rushed,
With ne're a word,
I stood still on the stoop,
Like a highschool nerd

Was it my hair?
My breath?
My looks?
Does she see
My hands as hooks?

Home I went,
Head hung low,
Well, at least,
Now I know...

No vanity
Do I see...
Worthy of...
Overcoming me.

Poem Details | by Heather Hill |
Categories: art, devotion, family, husband, imagination, life, love, mother, passion, people, romance, song-visionary

Rose Wine

Your strong hand 
beneath my head
my Love in your Blood
turned from friendship
did spread
into More
the first time you
took my Hand
and traveled every
line, of my Flesh land
the way you reflect your soul
Into my Eyes, 
makes me forget my small stature
shape, size
in this world
I wish to carry your 
future child
be it boy or girl
be them strong of spirit
Smarts of street and class
leaders of Eminence
Sweet mixed with Sass
I see this future
as I fall head first, spilling
into your secure embrace
like a single bottle of Rose Wine
Down to the last Taste

Poem Details | by Jewel Seuss |
Categories: body, desire, drink, love, lust, romance, wine,

Some Fine Wine

As I sip,
A burning slithering between my throat and belly,
Thoughts whisper,
Wrapping themselves around the
Thumping heart.
No one        -nothing-
Can do that.

Yet it aches;
The burns surrounding
The pulsing flesh
Of my stomach.
Is it heated with desire?
Sometimes after, it can come to pass,
And I find my mind
Trudged in the darkness;
Slightly warped-
But still;
The individual remains.
And then, (perhaps)
Whatever it is 
That gives me reason to be more than just skin,
Is touched only slightly-
Like sand between toes,
Silk against cheek,

A burn in the belly-

And my mind tosses itself into a pit.

Poem Details | by Pandita Sanchez |
Categories: dance, love, romance, wine,

This Thing Called Love

This Thing Called Love – 4 Lines
After feasting on this amazing THING called love all through the NIGHT, we sweetly sip from silver goblets, aged wine rich, red, warm, and mellow, wistfully wishing to delay the threatening dawn that breaks golden, pale yellow. In Wonderland, we woozily waltz - wildly, wantonly, to wondrous Wagner.
12-17-2015 Contest: 4 Lines Sponsor: Silent One Placement: 2nd

Poem Details | by Balveen Cheema |
Categories: dance, love, malayalam, rain, wine,

Visual Of A Verso

(Wined Floor)

The wine brewed without
Drip drop drip drop
Visual temptations lured me
My bronze tresses wet
Down the nape to my soul
Red painted toes
Danced on the wined floor
Decked for love.

Balveen Cheema
Contest: Visual Of A Verso
August 20, 2015

Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: romance, romantic, wine,

A Toast of Love

Blood of my heart 
flows into you 
the sweetest wine 
sparkling light 
shines upon you 

In this open 
chapter of life 
I hand you 
a silver chalice 
The treasure 
from the heart 
straight out cut
of it's chambers 

Laying it bare
before you 
In offering to you 
your lips 
Heavenly divine 
the mouth's temptation 
all but a breath away 

Tongue the molten shrine 
trickling in emotions 
like the sea 
Upon the rocks 
warm and invite me in 
drink from the vine 

Lusting its taste 
lovers seeking 
the pleasure 
You love the wine 
do you love me 
You answer 
love's toast 
toast to love

Poem Details | by Ivy Vresk |
Categories: love,

Red wine,white wine

Red wine,white wine
not sure if I love any one,
this  I'll live up to  you
to find it out.
while I am waiting for a glass of wine,
will you,
let me know
what's the verdict now.
Red wine or white 
what is difference
I will end dronk
with out falling in love.
So what is difference,
no one will ever know
unless you,
like I did,
fall in love and 
oh yes 
you and live me behind,
never to return,
I am asking you
what difference does it make 
red wine or white
you will be as I 
drank with out taste of love

Poem Details | by Blake Holland |
Categories: beautiful, body, cheer up, cute love, december, desire, destiny, first love, girlfriend, love, lust, mountains, nature, new york, paradise, passion, peace, rain, romantic, true love, wine,


I see you every day
near the Hudson Bay.
Your body is like wine
but, your mine.
I know other men tried to win you over-
they all failed-
because you are meant for me.
Your name is like a lost French folk song,
or New York City in the rain
I seek no sorrow and feel no pain 
when I hear your name, Jayne.
Our love will never go wrong-
you look like the sun rising over the mountains of Montana,
or the misty moonlight over the Black Sea
because you are the only one for me.
Some call you glory in your grace of glory
but, that's another story.
even then, 
I will love you
your my psychedelic lover-
will you love me too?

Poem Details | by Arlene Smith |
Categories: beauty, love, storm, wine,

Sheltered from the Storm

Fear not the storms that pass in the night,
for at morning's light only rain remains;
but those that linger in the minds of men,
Gaining strength with no grounding to calm them.

Shun not the rotted fruit, long picked from the vine,
for it's wine is the sweetest on the lips;
but the rotted heart that lies in waste
makes bitter the good that get too close.

Love not the beauty of paint and fine linen,
for it will fade and wear away;
but the beauty from deep within
stays sweet, sheltered from the storm.

Poem Details | by Anindya Mohan Tagore |
Categories: feelings, love, romantic, wine, woman,

Wine - I can call mine

On seeing you, I felt like a wine connoisseur
And You seemed to me as a half-filled glass of wine

At first, I observed your details to predict the land you were grown
Your colour said it all... the tale of a rocky mountain

To swirl, how should I hold you and where?
Where your grapevines end and do a Tango?

Your aroma made my eyes closed and amazement pervades
The fragrance of your soul pulled me towards you - to follow

If I could kiss your honey drenched lips
Tasting a wine might have been complete

Wine connoisseur in me got his first chance to taste
Taste the age old wine poured within you
You are the wine made for me only...


Poem Details | by Victoria Anderson-Throop |
Categories: love, me, wine,


         NO WINE FOR ME

No wine for me, I must most vehemently decline--
But, oh,  I wish your moistened lips were mine
These vintages he offered me are pale--
You are the prime intoxication I inhale

The wine you offer may be considered sweet
With it most meals would be gourmet complete
I could be sated it is true--
If my tongue could sing with aftertaste of you

So humor me and take a little sip of wine
Then I will make your rivulet of passion mine
For then your wandering lips have blessed this glass
and from you to me-- that afterglow will pass

Poem Details | by Dave Rhumour |
Categories: love, poetry, romantic,

Red, Red Wine

Let us spill our red wine together,

abandon all concerns about stains.

Let us take a long drive together,

and get lost in the woodland lanes...

Our picnic will simply be of cheese & wine,

with a soft blanket to cushion the ground,

and when we spill that red wine on each other,

we'll lick it up & make some giggling sound...

Yes, let us spill our red wine together,

splash it everywhere without any care,

for the great beauty of being in love dear,

is we don't need anything at all to wear...


July 23rd 2012

Poem Details | by hija de la luna |
Categories: care, forgiveness, friendship, imagery, love, people, woman,

A tall crystal wine glass

A tall crystal wine glass stands.
In awe and delight, I am found.
A beauty in the meadow lands,
To many you have life astound.

You, delicate, impermeable;
A tall crystal wine glass stands.
I, weak, proud, impenetrable;
Try to hold me and life confounds.

Seems stable, firm and unperturbed,
Pour anything and shape’s the same.
A tall crystal wine glass stands,
Even the lover’s lips can’t tame.

Stem is for you to hold me;
My bowl, for kindness that expands
To me; that I no longer be
A tall crystal wine glass stands.

Poem Details | by Robert Gruhn |
Categories: love, sensual, sexy, summer, wine,


Sizzling soft finger tips, 

Blaze gently across my body,

Feeling the hiss of her heat,

Steam rises as we entwine our limbs,

Burning lips trace my ear as she whispers of paradise,

Both longing for this heaven to last,

Love sears our hearts as desire leaps from eyes,

While two passions melt into one,

We fly together to ecstasy before a scarlet sunset.

Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved

"A poem to me is the essence of any thought,
Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky.
It can fly like no other bird to places never seen,
Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place."

© 2014 Robert William Gruhn

Poem Details | by Leon Stacey |
Categories: faith, husband, life, love, nature, wedding, wife,

Water into Wine

The best wine at last
Out of clay jars of water
His first miracle