Squeeeeeeeeeal …thunk
the satisfying pop
of a cork
pulled
out the dew grained bottle
cold beaded pearls
slide in satisfied whorls
rivulets, graceful
mingled drops.. fall
as you tip .. and pour
plink, plink, plonk
the satisfied glug
of iced, chardonnay blanc
and little bubbles skitter excitedly
up the side of your glass in
sloshed frenzy
golden light liquid
a deliciously limpid
pool of pineapple, mango
and lemon fruit eau
de vie
du vin
sherbert dip piquant
tang of a kiss
with a slight, bite
clean, crisp
and a slight
flutter; a heady
rush of intoxy tipsy
dipso delight.
And a slight,
tingling, feeling,
of merry giggle
out of control
reeling
from drinking
that first, deep
draught
caught up in a cold
afterglow
slow
slow
quick
the alcohol
flows
to the blood
and a gradual flood
of endorphin
happy, hazy
lazy, fuzzy
feeling
gently
washes over
like a gold spring
splashing
gooseberry scent
dionysia content:
smooth, butterfly
flutterby bubbles
tickles
teases
pleases:
an oenophilic
idyllic
drink.


Great piece, I no longer indulge in the drink, yet I felt a riveting sensation to sip the glass of CHARD…
Bi for now…
Thank you Isaac!
I think words can flow quite as easily as a bubbly drink! Glad I provided some enjoyment though!
Maybe I should write a piece about the zingy effects of sharp lime and soda too? One for the future…
Cheers!