Bring Me Wine by Carolyn Brunelle

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Bring Me Wine

Many of life’s pleasures
are as wine to the palate,
the smell of a new rose
blossoming in spring,
stirring music,
delicious food;
stimulating conversation.

Senses enlivened and joyful;
humanness in celebration of itself
forgetting the fight,
the judgments,
heavy burdens lightened.

Let me drink deeply of
life’s goodness,
bold, envigorating and filling.
How thirsty I am
for living, forgiving,
and simply being.

Carolyn Brunelle

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Fulgencio Bearis (10/3/2008 2:22:00 AM)
a toast of wine envigorating..depressant... well versed to the effect of wine..

Ency Bearis


Carolyn Brunelle (December 1946)