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Marshal Gebbie
Poems
Mar 2012
"God's Amber"
An ode to my long and satisfying relationship with the product of Portugal’s Douro Valley.
Golden amber, smokey smooth
Rich with pleasured bite
Spreading warmth to ample girth
The brandy’s fine tonight.
Dustless, standing on my shelf
Bathing in half light,
Golden highlights shadow deep
Paints Douro Father's right.
Born amidst the hills of schist
On vines that root in rock
In patterns neat and quite arcane
Of ancient grappa stock.
Old men sit by river barge,
Mustachioed and wise,
To argue politics and sip
God’s amber nectar prize.
Tepid sun is setting low
To throw long shadows tight,
To bathe the vines of soft green tones
In liquid amber light.
Golden spirit, smokey smooth
Glows with silken light
Satisfaction’s spreading warmth
Paints Douro Father’s right.
Marshalg
Mangere Bridge
Sipping a tumbler of amber warmth in New Zealand’s Autumn sunset.
26 March 2012
Written by
Marshal Gebbie
79/M/"Foxglove",Taranaki, NZ
(79/M/"Foxglove",Taranaki, NZ)
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