Posh (an acrostic poem)

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Port slipped between his lips and played among his tastebuds

Out of a mere cask of oak and grapes came such complexity and contrast

Starboard tasted of sunkissed raspberries while the left side of his tongue sampled chocolate

Home might be where the love is, but for him, he wished to reside in this moment

Oak (an acrostic poem)

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Orangey-brown tones enriched by scarab poop.

An idea that had to be renamed to be used by the masses.

Know what?  Shellac is still pretty awesome.

Bar (an acrostic poem)

 

Been there on the other side of the long slab of oak

Answering the call for liquid happiness

Realizing that it doesn’t really help

 

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