We live in trying times.
Who cannot help but feel overwhelmed
by the vast array of wine options
we can pair with the intake of news?
Thank goodness for versatility.
We have eighteen noble grapes
disposable to work overtime
for eighteen million ignoble news items.
Pair a pale Pinot Noir
for stories of crime where the true villain is obvious
but the law doesn’t care.
Gewürztraminer’s ginger spice
is the right sort of exotic
to assimilate with stories of foreign pain.
The floral notes of a Viognier
covers up the stench of diseases
left untreated by destitute workers
so that the shareholders can congratulate themselves.
Learn to love the ripe, chocolatey finish of a Malbec,
so well suited to ladies’ nights after work
to help them pretend its heart red hue
won’t be the only color they’re allowed to wear someday.
And don't forget a dry Chardonnay
for when the waters start rising
and kill off vast numbers of the population,
thus reducing the number of troubles we have to drink to.
Song Choice: Here Comes a Regular by The Replacements
Liners Notes For This Groove: This poem was created for the Weekend Mini Prompt: Oh, the (Poetic) Irony over at Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads. It is also linked to Poets United's Poetry Pantry 480. I tried to incorporate bits of all three comics provided, but the main inspiration came from this last one:
|"Remember when we drank coffee with the paper?"|
I actually am not much of a wine drinker at all (tea's my thing) but I picked up a thing or two from friends and relatives, and got a lot of help from this article about the eighteen noble grapes.