you are the only wine
red nor white
but the purest form
one of fresh wine
which inspires
ere,
even before it turns to wine
you make one shine
in all your glory
you have to tell this world
many a story
of why we become poets here
you say it loud
without any fear
none will dare
you spear
we are poets
but queer
Comments
Very direct piece hit to the heart
Encompassed a real quest for true English literature to be specific,
I would not change a thing it's a great writing with much respect.
The flow of wine made me think of the late Orsen Wells,
Savoring the best wine before his time.
Nothing out of line straight to the point with this piece.
Thank You,
Mario Vitale
Orsen Wells,
Shall be added to my list
BARD
WORDSWORTH
KEATS
FROST
Ian
the last is neopoets man
thanx
and of course JOE all know