Whine 69A Poem by PeteThey can do without architecture who have no olives nor wines in the cellar. - Thoreaua fabulistic, fallen facade of fermentation
a dark, damp distillery of despair i twist a haphazard, halcyon helix of prayed release the desiccated cork drops yet further down into the blithe, ballistic bottle of booze i never did care for that vintage © 2024 PeteAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on January 16, 2024 Last Updated on January 16, 2024 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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