“Toast of Wine”
Painting by Robert Smith
From fineartameria.com
salubrious nectar
borrowed from gods
mortal palates enrapt
by intoxicant opulent
flavors diverse as the
fruits of the earth and
the inklings of tongues
it cultivates taste
ennobling man’s meal
improves his society
for he failed of friends
it enriches his solitude
dangers lie not in the
grape but arithmetic
sensible minds know
too much of a good is
a bad and that’s twice
true for red wine whose
hangover quotient runs
off the distress scale a
fact Italians learn young
Filed under: Free Verse, POETRY, Traditional Form
