Since times immemorial, humans have treasured the joys of Art and Wine. Here is a poem commemorating this sublime relationship between Art and Wine:
Of Art & Wine
A swirl, a sniff, a sip. Lipstick stains on the wine glass,
Knees weakening, cheeks reddening, blood stained lips of the young lass,
Crimson sparkles exploding in the carafe, pouring into my glass; an exhilarating dance,
Greek gods, wine lords, Dionysus and Bacchus, like us, trapped in this hypnotic trance.
Sipping flirtatious innuendos, drowning inebriated crescendos,
Golden sun trapped inside this wine glass where luminescence and splendor conspire,
Literature and wine make great bed side companions one sets the other on fire,
Drunken stupor? Far from it, its creative moksha; brilliant and grandiose.
Classical or contemporary; art is art,
Writ by hands of time, evoking emotions cut out of bleeding heart,
Art is the aphrodisiac of life; resplendent, sacred and sublime,
Just as this dazzling drink of the Gods enthralls; the soul, imagination and mind.
12 thoughts on “Of Art and Wine”
Ah I remember that place so well.
I hope it brings good memories?
Oh wine, what a treasure!
Ha, ha glad we share the same passion.
Well written and nice pics!
Thank you, glad you liked 🙂
Salud! Written in good taste and an appreciation of wine and wisdom.
Thank you very much.