Wine Talking

Is wine the culprit
for the mistakes made tonight,
or for my regrets?

Only I claim fault
for my words, unrepentant;
no pinot to blame.

But the warmth inside
ameliorates the guilt
soothes me off my feet.

  

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

11 thoughts on “Wine Talking”

  1. Saddling a fine contemporaneous what’s going on poem with a guilt tag, suggest someone may need to kick back in her goodie two shoes and belt a bit of Bookers bourbon…Basil Hayden at least…to better adapt to that universal attitude check ….resulting in a loud …F*%K It…

    Regards,
    DJ Mix-Master Chi-Town Strange

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    1. Funny that you said that. I’m sitting here listening to Chris Stapleton singing about Tennessee whisky and wondering about the difference between whisky and a woman. I really think 10:30 a.m. is a little early for me to join him in his reverie.

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