The vineyard near the Erie shore,
while sleeping through the day,
has perfect soil and temperature
for vintage Chardonnay.
The grapevines, prepped by sullied hands,
with years in nurtured earth,
as climate now cooperates,
bestows its blithe and mirth.
Winemakers call at harvest time,
when starting season's crush,
for word has spread, this Erie yield
of celebrated mush.
Though California is renowned
for luscious nose and taste,
the finish of this piquant crop
will surely be embraced.
Jack has published over 350 poems in his career, many with his own photography. He specializes in a view of the commonplace and Americana. All poetry and photos are copyrighted © 2007-2018 by Jack Huber, all rights reserved.