Vintner Poems - Poems about Vintner

...Boredom, the greatest vintner of pain Aged in confusion served with disdain Moments gone fallow dreams unfulfilled Fatal perfusion —doldrums distilled (The New Room: May, 2022)......

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...A vintage wine’s a precious gift! We see how much remains, can tease the tongue and ration it (and plumb life’s glass’s curves), fermented taste that knows no bounds (like one who’s drunk on life) ......

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...The vineyard is planted The grapes are growing The Master Vintner Is tending the vine The grapes are growing It won’t be too long now With Christ in the Kingdom We’ll taste the new wine It wo......

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...Rapturousness wrought Unitarian transformational spiritual rapport traversing thru space/time continuum appending increasing chronological orbitz as an Earthling, frivolously did cavort, who ......

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...fog logs widely slowly on the air on the bier touches cat feet hugs ram soft fleece the ship lively move harbor greets as grove whistle comes in dozy fog smoke covers noisy a ......

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...Like wine in storage, The cellar of my perception ages Buried deep in its recesses The past and future abandoned —time no longer the vintner Fermenting in the immediacy Of the chosen insta......

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...'True Jihad's a holy war, a hope for 'Better World,' And not just 'tour de force' that aims to see 'your' flag unfurled, Not party’s bribe, or prison camp where you incarcerate Those peaceful soul......

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...alone inside with me, less than inspirational so look out for the more interesting folk momentary excitement, the fiery motivational beyond the familiar, to stoke and provoke dayd......

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...We've grown from the same root We stick together like a grape bunch. Until a final decision is made Stay in our bunch and enjoy our company. Grow older, you can become finer A Chard......

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...His stock is rosy red, his nose Blood-hound sensitive; Cabernets, Chardonnay, Muscadet; Bacchus of the industry! Rolling the names around his tongue, leaving no Chateau or wine unsung: Cha......

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...The fabric to the maker’s touch The wine flowing to the vintner ......

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...The walker prevails without his brimmed hat, skirting whirling dervish of hungry gnats which seek to explore each orifice bare - to sample the blood from here and from there, as discerning vi......

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...Nebulous night dreams Become modish grapes of wrath Reap an austere wine......

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...Wasn't meant to be mine... Or yours, or his There was none to give Foolishly longing for what I'd never... you'd never... we would never be How so vibrant yet empty? Compassionate, heartless......

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...Strolling of my time in the old orchards rows Amidst the falling satin whiteness of blossoms A thousand eyes open…if only for a moment Longing for a life on Tuscany’s vineyard steppes Here the v......

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