Crabgirl's Wine Poem Thread
As promised...
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Champagne, Merlot or Beaujolais Nouveau,
Port wine or Riesling, Cognac or Bordeaux.
Chianti or Shiraz or white Zinfandel,
Armagnac, Burgundy or Sauvignon Blanc.
I know all about wine, I'm quite the connoisseur,
I'll tell you all about them, 'til my words begin to slur.
Drinking wine is good for you it doesn't make you queer,
And you don't get the massive gut you get from drinking beer.
When I drink my wine, I'm cool, sophisticated,
Even though my liver's getting dry and dessicated.
I like to drink wine and I drink it every night,
Even though when I wake up my mouth tastes like shite.
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Re: Crabgirl's Wine Poem Thread
Mulder that is so very beautiful. :cry:
Re: Crabgirl's Wine Poem Thread
Where is the old cow anyway?
Re: Crabgirl's Wine Poem Thread
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Originally Posted by
100%
Mulder that is so very beautiful. :cry:
thanks, took ages :smilie4:
Re: Crabgirl's Wine Poem Thread
Heres my final draft and they can choke on it. I'm going to submit Barbs anonymously and see if it wins anything. If it wins any wine Babs I'll send it to you.
Quote:
Vitis smartipantis
The vine is an academic.
It provides a translation between dry dusty
geography and mouthful flavour.
Soil, stones and slopes become
lush fruit flavors, plump and fleshy.
Sharp minerals, bonded for time with the earth
are released in a heady aromatic nose.
The vine is an historian. Feet rooted in the dust of ages
watching the march of armies across changing borders
in soil sharp with the salt-tang of spilt blood and youth spent.
The vine is an old fashioned explorer.
Marching up unfamiliar mountains overlooking different seas.
Showing resilience and bravery by besting pests and punishing winds
and sleeping under soperific blankets of sweetening mists
The vine is an inspirational linguist,
swirling words around the mouth,
tongue-teased by malvasia, rondinella, sciacarello,
Cheeks sucked in and gums dried by zweigelt, rotgipfler, krstač.
and of course, Gewertztraminer....
I reckon the damn vine payed more attention at school than I did.
Re: Crabgirl's Wine Poem Thread
you spellited Gewürztraminer wwrong. (according to ghoghle).(did not know wtf it was)
"The vine is an academic."
Your explanation of an "academic" in this context is;
aromatic, dusty, earth, plump
seems incorrect, ontop of which academic seems elitist, which it is not if you can relate to any of your frequent wine bacchanals.
first line could be changed to...
The earth it has a vine,
a translation of a mouthful of flavor
embedded with dusty geography
etc
You start with the core and go onto the swirl around the tongue
would nice if it went further to so called development of earth into the mind.(aka mulder poem)
just a thought
sorry
http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x...-BreadWine.png
Re: Crabgirl's Wine Poem Thread
do a poewim about mojitos.
Re: Crabgirl's Wine Poem Thread
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Originally Posted by
100%
you spellited Gewürztraminer wwrong. (according to ghoghle).(did not know wtf it was)
"The vine is an academic."
Your explanation of an "academic" in this context is;
aromatic, dusty, earth, plump
seems incorrect, ontop of which academic seems elitist, which it is not if you can relate to any of your frequent wine bacchanals.
first line could be changed to...
The earth it has a vine,
a translation of a mouthful of flavor
embedded with dusty geography
etc
You start with the core and go onto the swirl around the tongue
would nice if it went further to so called development of earth into the mind.(aka mulder poem)
just a thought
sorry
http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x...-BreadWine.png
Sorry. You are missing the point of the poem. Thanks for the critical analysis though.
Re: Crabgirl's Wine Poem Thread
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Originally Posted by
Mr. Mulder
do a poewim about mojitos.
There once was a young man called mulder,
who'd drink all the Mojitoes he could.
When he was done
he went looking for bumfun
because sucking cawks gave him wood.
Re: Crabgirl's Wine Poem Thread
Quote:
Originally Posted by
CrabGirl
Quote:
Originally Posted by
Mr. Mulder
do a poewim about mojitos.
There once was a young man called mulder,
who'd drink all the Mojitoes he could.
When he was done
he went looking for bumfun
because sucking cawks gave him wood.
Harsh.
-bd