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An Ode to the Grape

February 7th, 2012


One day i woke up with an idea in my head
I was not worried what people would say or even have said
As per usual I wanted to write about wine
But I wanted it to be in 4 line paragraphs and maybe even rhyme

Grapes grow in countries with water and sun
When you ferment them, you introduce the fun
I appreciate the rhyming is childish and poor
But how else could I write a line with the word hoor.

Back to the vines and their wondrous fruit
When September comes they wear their best suit
The pickers arrive and strip them quite quick
Timing is crucial, speed is the trick

The winemaker now has a job on their plate
To control the temperature but also to wait
For yeasts to appear or nature to start
The sugar to transform to alcohol, it all has its part

“I like a sweet wine, oh i like it dry
I don’t like Chardonnay, but a Chablis I would try”
The measure of a dry wine is the sugar thats left
After fermentation, it is residual at best

So wine regions that see very little rays
Will struggle for sugar and ripeness these days
There is less to transform and little to waste
So if you like it dry, the Loire Valley’s to your taste?

I could write more and there’s more to tell
But I am listening and I can hear the exit bell
My editor is a patient man and has proven it so
But this will test him, what he will think I don’t know

So I bid you farewell and I bid you goodnight
Is poetry a good direction, will I be proven right?
We all need to try something that is new
This is my effort, I bid you adieu.

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