I'm a huge fan of Cabernet and Bordeaux, and am passionate about Pinot Noir and Burgundies.
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Why I Love Oregon Pinot Noir
In misty valleys of “Great Northwest”
A delicate, fragile grape doth grow
Sought by wineries wanting the best
And wine maker’s “In the know”
From bottle I decant, so all may see
Willamette Valley’s finest ruby wine
So they may indulge with you and me
This complex liquid, bold and fine
How softly Pinot rolls upon thy tongue
Aroused taste buds fill at once with zest
A noble wine without peer amongst
All others…for it's by far the very best
This be why I love Oregon Pinot Noir
So now let us enjoy another pour
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Transient Immortal
Tommorrow is on my calendar
as is every day next week.
I have interviews, appointments,
Dinners at which I'll speak.
I'll make some time for family
and writing, I suppose.
I may find time to barbecue
and to launder my work clothes.
When evening comes I'll settle back
with a glass of Pinot noir.
I'm a transient immortal,
I'm on loan here from a star.
The future is a game;
against ourselves we play.
We act as if we still have left
forever and a day.
In truth we all are transients
For just this moment free.
Self observing stardust
poised t'wixt two eternities
poem by John F. McCullagh
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First Kiss
We met for drinks and music
in a quiet little bar.
A singer, Reno Sweeney,
was the evening’s featured star.
Bob and Shelia never showed,
throwing us together:
You, a dark eyed beauty,
loquacious and quite clever.
I, your unexpected swain,
With eyes an emerald treasure.
Later at the Piper’s inn
We sat before the fire
You sipped on your white Russian
I drank my Pinot Noir.
I could not know, did not foresee
Our future in my glass:
Our sensual adventures
On rooftops and on grass.
Our joys, our sorrows, and our fears
Which then could not be guessed-
Just your sweet face upturned to me
anticipating to be kissed.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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That was certainly true the first time, when I did Body Heat, the first movie that I directed. I was looking for a vessel to tell a certain kind of story, and I was a huge fan of Film Noir, and what I liked about it was that it was so extreme in style.
quote by Lawrence Kasdan
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I guess what's most surprised me in most of the reviews is that they don't seem to get the noir story in the dream sequence, so they analyze it like a straight noir movie.
quote by Brian De Palma
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My generation, faced as it grew with a choice between religious belief and existential despair, chose marijuana. Now we are in our Cabernet stage.
quote by Peggy Noonan
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Sonoma
Sea of vineyards grace hills 'n valleys
Our quest, the perfect 'Cabernet'
Sirah, Merlot an endless dollar tally...
We took break at scenic Bodega Bay
(ROTMS)
poem by Ray Lucero
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It's a huge challenge, a huge responsibility. Bond is a huge iconic figure in movie history. These opportunities don't come along very often so I thought, 'Why not?'
quote by Daniel Craig
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Heinelet I
The huge old earth shook and quivered,
When it heard my passionate cry.
Why, even the little stars shivered
And almost went out in the sky.
But the earth and the stars knew better,
Whispering below and above,
'If the fool will be faithless, let her.'—
So nothing went out but my love.
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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fRANCE: THREE DAYS
The landscape has rolling hills
WE traveled by car
courtesy of
cousin Ben,
to Metz, Strasbourg, Nancy and Dijon.
we stopped for wines: the magnificent pinot noirs
and chardonnays
exquisitewise
the famous 'Yellow wine'
from the Jura mountain
vineyard
got a postcard for
you, old ways do not die
another pic
for FB coming.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To Beth M.
There are moments when I feel very alone,
As if lost in the hurly-burley of the city
Then I think of you, and your hazel eyes
Back in the day of silly adolescence
I remember your sense of humor
And when we laid down fondling fumbling
Our virginity our path and our goal
You luminous in the dark.
poem by Mario Enrique Rios Muniz Pinot
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I'm very passionate about life and I want my soul mate to be equally passionate.
quote by Hill Harper
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I don't want to express alienation. It isn't what I feel. I'm interested in various kinds of passionate engagement. All my work says be serious, be passionate, wake up.
quote by Susan Sontag
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I'm passionate about learning. I'm passionate about life.
quote by Tom Cruise
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I Love Sensual Women
I love sensual women and not passionate ones. A passionate woman closes her eyes, moans and shouts and the enjoyment of a passionate woman is blind.
A passionate woman writhes about, grabs you with her hands without looking where, clasps you, kisses you, even bites you and hurries to reach her climax as soon as she can. She has no time to display her sexual organs, no time to examine, touch with the hand and kiss your sexual organs, she is in such a hurry to slake her passion. Having slaked her passion, the passionate woman will fall asleep. The sexual organs of a passionate woman are dry. A passionate woman is always in some way or another mannish.
The sensual woman is always feminine.
Her contours are rounded and abundant.
The sensual woman rarely reaches a blind passion. She savours sexual enjoyment.
The sensual woman is always a woman and even in an unaroused state her sexual organs are moist. She has to wear a bandage on her sexual organs, so as not to soak them with moisture.
When she takes the bandage off in the evening, the bandage is so wet that it can be squeezed out.
Thanks to such an abundance of juices, the sexual organs of a sensual woman give off a slight, pleasant smell which increases strongly when the sensual woman is aroused. Then the juice from her sexual organs is secreted in a syrupy stream.
A sensual woman likes you to examine her sexual organs.
poem by Daniil Ivanovich Kharms
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The World Is Huge
The world is huge to feel!
The world is huge to see!
Only a curious one can realize of it.
I think, I am little one to justify it,
Because too many time has been wasted for being a sybarite.
But, now, I have come to know-
That it's very hard to walk barefoot in snow.
The same thing, I have realized for those
Who have suffered a lot before my eyes, and they are my too close.
So, the world is huge...
And I will try my utmost to reduce,
The sadness of ugliness.
Soon it must be a day out of profaneness.
poem by Bibhakar Dutta
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I have always hated celebrities lecturing people on politics. So forgive me. But I am passionate about this country. I am equally passionate about the potential of the people who live here.
quote by Simon Cowell
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Playing seems to be both disinterested and passionate at the same time disinterested in that it is not for real, and passionate in the absorption it requires.
quote by Oliver Bevan
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To Be Grapefull For The Wine Of The Vine.
Should i be grapefull for the wine of the vine? ...
Fun times romantic-That is fine-That is fine.
Cabernet? ...
Yum yum yum-
Shall we play?
Shall we play?
This fine wined and dined defined fine romantic day...
Fruit of the grape....
There just is no waylaid escape.
Drink but do not drive....
Cell phone detoured right of way.
Shall we make the innocent by life forfitted to pay? ...
Stay alive-Do naught drunkenly drive.
poem by Michael Gale
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There Are Very Huge Stars
There are very huge stars
Inside of my heart
Because inside of my heart there is a huge sky
Which is perfect for that huge sky
poem by Aldo Kraas
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