Viña Pomal 1994
Tasting smoke curling
around my tongue – wild cherries;
I must linger here.
I enjoy wine, but despite drinking it (in moderation, more or less) for 30 years, I can never remember the names of wines I’ve enjoyed. Last night I enjoyed a glass or two of this Rioja, bought at random, and now I have another glass beside me: I may also have found a solution to my memory problem.
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Brilliant!! (the haiku and the solution to your memory problem!) Perhaps you will become a famous a wine columnist called the ‘Succinct Sommelier”
I must linger here
Ah, perfect line – I’ve experienced it many time.
I must linger here…ha, I like that. Really nice haiku.
A simply delicious write!
Whirling with James Joyce
Very clever! I assume this will be your wine of choice from this time forward. Smiles!!
Wonderfully concise and vivid,
beautiful, sensory haiku
I like the taste of wild cherries ~ Lovely haiku ~
Short and to the point. The pleasures of a glass of wine and being lost in the moment.
What a unique way to think of wine (for me) and I can taste it here just from your words there. 🙂 Nice way to remember the names, I agree.
Beautiful write….it lingers on my mind
You packed a lot of sensation into these few lines. Well done.
I had ginger beer from the health food store last night and thought I was in heaven, but it didn’t inspire verse.
Oooh…. nice! I, too, am a red wine fan. That smokey, cherry blend sounds delightful!
I love your description and the thought of linger! ;D
I remember seeing a show where the had different elements to describe wine. Leather was one of the elements..this makes me smile~
Conclusion was great. I really enjoyed the double-meaning…lasting moment or lasting memory…