Fine Wine – A Quadrille

Posted byChristine BoltonPosted inBlog, QuadrilleTags:, , ,

Fine Wine

Rich dark soil
of the rolling hills
gave birth to ancient vines 
Blessed by priests in spring
for a bountiful
harvest time
 
Forever at the mercy
of fickle elements 
Let us pray for clusters
of plump fruit
For the making of
our fine wine
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
 
Kim for Writing in Northerlies Norfolk is hosting
Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets
Tonight she has asked us to take any meaning, form
or compound of the word rich

A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, excluding
the title.

Published by Christine Bolton

I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose. Thanks for checking it out. Christine

11 thoughts on “Fine Wine – A Quadrille”

  1. You’ve captured the rich earthiness of soil and wine in this quadrille, Christine, and painted a lovely landscape too.

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