I have written and published many poems all my life, including a self-published poetry book.
"Whining For Wine"
Wine is a meadow
Of cushioned green hills,
Fresh visions daring to be picked.
The surrounding sounds sharp
Like angels in the air,
A liquid candy lollipop tempting to be licked.
Gold white wine is a quick kiss
In the rain - sweet and chill.
Blood red wine is a spicy and passionate
Embrace on a window sill.
Wine is the sun shining through
The dark clouds - mellow.
It's therapeutic drinkable notes;
The gushy music of grapes soon to bellow.
Wine becomes an ocean of life,
Desires wild but elegant.
It wraps its fingers around places once,
The perfume of its flavors so fragrant.
© 2012 Alyssa Scheidemann