Wine is Bottled Poetry
Wine is bottled poetry
said Stevenson, and now says me.
I can woo you with my rhymes,
but wine assures us both good times.
Join me in the meadow, lass -
We'll read my works and raise a glass.
I think that a rondelet
complements a chardonnay.
Or let's try a villanelle
with a zesty zinfandel.
You might prefer to sip merlot
while I read you my rondeau.
Then I'll share with you a sonnet -
just don't spill your claret on it.
A limerick, my last resort,
will go quite well with tawny port.
I'll read my verse if you will hear it,
but take it with the proper spirit.