Vines

Vines

I wrote this piece in South Western France, in the Aquitaine region near Bordeaux, in the heart of wine country, where we had a holiday home which was a wonderful converted mill, surrounded by vines and open farmland, and where the panoramic views over the countryside were spectacular.

La Belle France is always a source of great inspiration for me, and I love spending time there.

From: Secret Garden of the Soul 2006 

vinesVines

Row upon row

Of vines.

Perfectly planted

Meticulously tended

Vines.

Which

At first glance

Appear

As if marching

In unison

Across the landscape.

A procession

Of unerring precision

Determined

To carry their crop,

Opaque green jewels,

To ripe readiness

For their succulent,

Plump

Purple picking:

Then

Total transformation

Into rich

Ruby red wine

For

Our lips,

Dipping

And

Sipping.

Christine Miller 

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