Treasure Island

shimon weinroth


A Cup Of Wine


with a cup of wine
come dine with me,
on thoughts of mine,

Bacchinal or Dionysus
or more sedate,
wine, aged for time of taste

tickles the palate,
tittilates the mind,
sip from the well of memory

ritual and ceremony,
serious and light,
wine from her vines

arouse the senses
cloud the issues
brighten the spirits

raise a cup of wine
for old lang syne

Submitted: Friday, August 29, 2008

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  • Fay Slimm (10/12/2008 11:21:00 AM)

    A lovely invitation here Shimon, and written with full bubbled alliteration. Well done, and here's to you as you produce more of your good beverages with words. from Fay. (Report) Reply

  • Yasser Koor (9/20/2008 9:03:00 PM)

    nice work ya...
    i like it so much.
    i read it with the wine more than nine....
    nice. (Report) Reply

  • Greenwolfe 1962 (9/12/2008 5:09:00 PM)

    A lover of wine perhaps. But not a writing to be treasured as readable. One
    rather to be passed over.

    GW62 (Report) Reply

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