segmented,
fermented,
demented.
—Terri Guillemets
entry in my beer tasting journal for Huss Brewing Co.’s Papago Orange Blossom, a delicious Arizona vanilla mandarin wheat ale
alcohol
Vino diabólico
There are spunky little angels at the top of a bottle of wine and fearless little devils at the bottom.
—Terri Guillemets
Cheers!
Let’s drink to hope
and hope to drink!
—Terri Guillemets
Non compos mentis
after a few beers, my nouns stumble
and my verbs can no longer talk straight —
O! yes after a few good beers verbs blunder
and nouns fall flat on their faces
—Terri Guillemets
Pinot noir
Wine, she serenades me
with her first fragrant glass
purring plush purple poetry
Tra la la la la, tra lee!
She dances in vinous metre
in a second fermented flute
trilling tipsy-turvy tunes
Tra la la la la, tra leee!
Sip slosh, now she mumbles
bottle buzzing on pour three
a faint intoxicated harmony
Tra la la la la, tra leeee!
—Terri Guillemets
Tempus insaniam
Please someone tell me—
am I actually demented,
or just well-fermented?
—Terri Guillemets
Party angels
Every time a champagne bottle pops, a party angel gets its wings.
—Terri Guillemets