Late Night Scribble

Inspired by Coppola Chardonnay

good wine in
a plastic bucket
soaking in
machine made ice
an obvious injustice

blackberry cravings
wireless memories
two ugly lamps shine on
princesses in a
cheap hotel room

Though the above poem was written while drinking Coppola Chardonnay (which I adore), I must tell you all that my new favorite is Ghost Pines Chardonnay (photo below). It's the perfect balance of fruit and oak. I highly recommend it.