Sommelier of my id

I am a wine cellar
unto myself

At times a fine
vintage –
aged to perfection,
easy on the palate
though
some days, I am
just vinegar.

I am at times sweet,
dry or robust;
always with overtones
of something or other.

Others label me,
state what I should best
accompany,
though my friends just
partake simply because
they like what they get
when I am uncorked.

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One thought on “Sommelier of my id

  1. slpmartin September 12, 2010 / 11:15 pm

    Love this metaphor…brilliant idea…excellent poem.

    Like

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