Wine: Poetry Compilation May 2, 2022

Wine

Can anybody juxtapose
the difference between
a flush of cheeks or blush of wine
or what they really mean?
The crimson that is found in wine
is caustic to the fruit
The winery can tell you how
it isn’t easy to compute
But diligently waiting
I listen to the man
like a mushroom on a rotted stump
where the sunlight doesn’t span
I find out what it’s made of
this wine I drink so fast
I barely even notice
how much time has really passed.
I rise up to my feet and say
thank you for the wine
And thank you for the lesson
My time with you was fine.

©CBialczak Poetry

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