LOVE'S SOUR WINE

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By: Wayne Brown

Your faded trust is scared from the heart attacks

Love lost once again on the wrong side of the tracks

Heart trampled like grapes plucked from the vine

As useless as a crystal glass of love’s soured wine

 

 

Though it’s not the first, it caught you full blind

Leaving you empty, no love could you find

A trusting heart crushed in an emotional slide

Crushed grapes and hearts, in love’s soured wine

 

 

Eyes shining wet with the remains of love’s tears

The minutes, the hours, the days, and the years

All crashing down in one quick moment in time

Down the drain like a glass of love’s soured wine

 

Heart tumbling crashing as an ocean upon the shore

Pleading, crying; begging to please stay forever more

Emotions running all amok, too far across the line

Ribboned tears drip into a glass of love's soured wine

 

Tomorrow’s no matter, today is much the same

Time lost in the shards of love’s shattered game

The heart still aches, still beats, not always in time

One last sip from the glass of love’s sour wine

 

 

Pack up trust and take your heart on the mend

Pray shattered love never comes here again

Wipe hurt from the traces of the tear-stained lines

Toss the cork and drain the bottle of love’s sour wine

 

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Tom Whitworth 6 years ago from Moundsville, WV

Wayne,

Love is like wine and wine making. One day you're drinking the wine and the next day you're crushing the grapes.


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writinginalaska 6 years ago from southeast Alaska

Wayne, nice job as always. boy it seems like a lot of us are writing love lost/hurt hubs now a days, i wrote one on Sunday called Tears in the Rain. :) lvh


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breakfastpop 6 years ago

Fantastic Wayne. I'm just glad this isn't your actual life.


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Ginger Meow 6 years ago

I love your line, "heart trampled like grapes plucked from the vine". Nice poem, loved it!


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tonymac04 6 years ago from South Africa

When love goes wrong it does become sour like wine that should be thrown out. Last night's dregs. Yuck!

Thanks for the poem which I really enjoyed (well, as a description!)

Love and peace

Tony


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Christopher Price 6 years ago from Vermont, USA

When Love, like the wine,

Turns stale and sour

There ain't nothing happy

About Happy Hour.

Cheers Wayne.

CP


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

@Tom Whitworth...so true sir! I have the grape stains on my feet! LOL! WB

@writinginalaska...Leah, I guess we all go in cycles. I was overdue a bit since I have not gone into that arena since "Ice Caves Of My Heart". These things just show up somehow. Thanks for the good words. WB

@breakfastpop.....Oh, Poppy, there are times when it has been in some ways. Hopefully that is in the past. WB

@Ginger Meow...Thank you. So glad you liked it. Those lines just come to me from somewhere! LOL! WB

@Tonymac04...So true, Tony. Glad you liked it from the aspect of poetry anyway! WB

@Christopher Price....Very true, Chris, very true. Thanks for the read and the good comments. WB


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MartieCoetser 6 years ago from South Africa

Wow! Using sour wine as a metaphor for disappointed love really worked in this poem. You are truly an accomplished poet. Voted UP and UP!


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

@MartieCoetser...Thanks much, Martie! It didn't start out on that basis, just sort of evolved. As I wrote the first verse, the reference to the sour wine came to me as part of the last line. It was then that I realized what the central theme of the poem really was...so much for just letting go and taking off on a writing journey! WB


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poetvix 6 years ago from Gone from Texas but still in the south. Surrounded by God's country.

Heartbreaking. Such a smooth flow, such a lingering effect, so much emotion evoked... just like the love-wine you speak of.


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Judicastro 6 years ago from birmingham, Alabama

You do have a way of stringing those words together Wayne!! Touching poem, well written - as usual.


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Pamela99 6 years ago from United States

Wayne, A beautiful poem and I love that line also about your heart trampled like grapes plucked from the wine. Heartbreaking and beautifully written.


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samiaali 6 years ago

Hi Wayne Brown, Your words are put together perfectly. I really like the connection between broken love and soured wine. It was just right. Another beautiful poem!


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

@poetvix...When I wrote the first verse, I came upon the correlation of love gone bad and sour wine...it just flowed from there. Thanks for the good words! WB

@Judicastro....Thanks, Judi! I hope I can hang on to that knack for stringing words together. Mark Twain was a wordsmith of sorts. He is quoted as saying the difference between the correct word and the almost correct word is the difference between lightning and a lightning bug. LOL! WB

@Pamela99...Once I correlated love to wine, the relationship of the grapes to trampling seemed rational. Thanks for your good comments! WB

@samiaali...Wine and love seem to go hand in hand..at least in the poetic sense of it all. Thanks for your good words! WB


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Amy Becherer 6 years ago from St. Louis, MO

Oh....beautifully original analogy.


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akirchner 6 years ago from Central Oregon

Very beautifully done - I know a couple of people who would back up this sentiment

Pack up trust and take your heart on the mend

Pray shattered love never comes here again

But I'm the one with the rose-colored glasses and I always believe love can bloom again but I know the agony of love gone amok as you say.

Well done and voted up.


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

@Amy Becherer...Thank you, so glad you liked it! WB

@akirchner....Thank you Audrey, I really appreciate the good comments. WB


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saddlerider1 6 years ago

Hey Wayne I've been a lover of wine since I was a teen and have seen how LOVE can mature right alongside any passion. Comparing lost love to wine gone sour is a brilliant companion, just gotta clean those crushed grapes from between our toes and move on pardner. I'm happy to read this was just a thought that crossed your mind and that you are not presently living it. Keep the faith my friend. Love will always grow in a healthy relationship. Peace


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

@saddlerider1...Thanks Ken..every once in a great while a winner of an idea drops into the slots. I really enjoyed working this one as the tie with the wine and love seemed so close. Thanks for your fine words! WB


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CheyenneAutumn 6 years ago

Incredibly well said - I enjoyed this very much -- who hasn't stomped the grapes of love and enjoyed the summers wine only to have it sour and move on...Great work!


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

@CheyenneAutumn...You are so very welcome. I am glad you enjoyed the poem and the correlation of wine and love. So true that we have all tasted the sour wine of love at some point...it is unavoidable I am afraid. The great thing about it is that we come to recognize the familiar taste after the first sip. Thanks for stopping by and please come back again! WB


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lalesu 6 years ago from south of the Mason-Dixon

Is that wine stains or smudges from a bifurcated heart where I keep it rolled up in my sleeve so often these days?...You cut close to the vine and vein with this one, Wayne Brown! ~ Laura


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

@lalesu...You know I used you as a model for this one! LOL! Just kidding...I drew all of it from my own tortured heart! And yes, it does cut close to the vine and the vein...too close for my comfort. Thanks for the read and comments! WB


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Loves To Read 6 years ago

Well Wayne, you have done it again. This is a subject that i think would touch a nerve in most of us. The analogy between soured love and wine is great. Keep up the good work.

Hugs and Blessings


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

@Loves To Read...It seemed a viable comparison although I did not really think of it until after I wrote the first verse...then I saw the analogy and continued to build on it. Glad it worked out! Thanks much! WB

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