Red wine

Pour me a last glass of the Douro –
I want to slide into the warm haze
of a rust red wine. The world’s too hard,
I’m small and tired and scared.
Let’s sit. The fire’s lit, those flames
are the same flames we watched
last year, when we were young.
The dark is pressing up
against the windows. The sun set
hours ago, crimson clouds
piled high against a lemon sky.
Pour me a last glass of the Douro –
my head’s too full of thoughts.

I’m hosting at dVersetonight, and our theme is red. Come on over and do some poeming.

27 thoughts on “Red wine

  1. Like you, I found dozens of uses for shades of red. Your internal rhymes are nice /Let’s sit-the fires lit/. And I love the reference /last year, when we were young/…indeed.

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  2. I don’t usually drink, but I think I would like to ‘slide into the warm haze / of a rust red wine’. I like the way you emphasise emotion in the list of three, so nicely space by the repetition of ‘and’, as well as the internal rhyme of ‘Let’s sit. The fire’s lit’. The use of colour is so effective in this poem, Sarah.

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  3. I never drank Red wine, But I always thought there is something especial about it. Charming words I can only imagine the taste of the wine but your words taste interesting and inspiring.

    Thank you;)
    Shadiatique

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  4. Ah …. the comfort of a good glass of wine. And yes….the reds seem to have more depth to them that the whites. Loving these words
    “crimson clouds
    piled high against a lemon sky.”
    Late to the reading and posting on this one…..but so glad I could toast you with my coffee cup this morning to your glass of Douro!

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  5. lovely relaxed pace in this poem – the anxieties flow along with the physical impressions – like wine
    “those flames
    are the same flames we watched
    last year, when we were young.”
    superb reference to enduring love

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