The grapes are sour, said the fox, when he could not get at them.

Dutch proverbs
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The father gave his son a vineyard, the son didn't give the father even a grape.

Turkish proverbs
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You cannot eat a cluster of grapes at once, but it is very easy if you eat them one by one.

quote by Jacques Roumain
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A Facial Expression Redefining the Meaning of Love

Love

Like a raisin
Dried in the sun,
Hardened by time,
Sweet to a choke.

The difference
Between a grape
And its transform:
Liquidity.

Rape the juice
From a ripe grape,
You get extract
In solid form.

Sun toughens life,
Dehydrates cells,
Leaves leaves lacking

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poem by Kh. Qa.
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In the hearts and minds of the people, the grapes of wrath were growing heavy for the vintage.

John Steinbeck in The Grapes of Wrath
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To Give Tomorrow Less Reason To Exist

So gone but with a going on,
Are those yesterdays living...
Within my mind.
To find and give time.

Clinging like grapes,
Yet to ripen on a vine.
Are those yesterdays remembered.
As if to forever live.

Giving tomorrow less reason to exist.
As those yesterdays gone,
Cling on and on permitted unresisted.
Like unripened grapes on a vine,
To watch and give more time to find.

So gone but with a going on,
Are those yesterdays living...
Within my mind.
To find and give time.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When you uproot vines as you plant vines, you'll never harvest the grapes.

Sicilian proverbs
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Love On The Vine

I came home yesterday
To the love that I left behind
It seems Ive been far away, yeah
But I know that the berrys ripe on the vine
And I know that the grapes will soon turn to wine
Yes I know Ill be there just in time to love you
I guess I just ran away (I just ran away)
Tried to see what I could not find (what I could not find)
Its been a one act play, yeah
But I know that the berrys ripe on the vine
And I know that the grapes will soon turn to wine
And I know Ill be there just in time to love you
Ive been wasting time (wasting time)
With this old heart of mine (this old heart of mine)
Working it overtime, ah, ah, ah, ah
Just another blue day
Like the ones that I left behind
I know its easy to say, yeah
But I know that the berrys ripe on the vine
And I know that the grapes will soon turn to wine

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Whoever sows within the vineyard, neither reaps a crop nor harvests grapes.

Sicilian proverbs
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Wooden Valley Vintage

swollen grapes
extracted flame

fresh blood shed
sweet fruit entombed

stacked casks
fragrant gloom.

poem by Steven Federle
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The fathers have eaten sour grapes, and the children's teeth are set on edge.

Romanian proverbs
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Ears in the Turrets Hear

Ears in the turrets hear
Hands grumble on the door,
Eyes in the gables see
The fingers at the locks.
Shall I unbolt or stay
Alone till the day I die
Unseen by stranger-eyes
In this white house?
Hands, hold you poison or grapes?

Beyond this island bound
By a thin sea of flesh
And a bone coast,
The land lies out of sound
And the hills out of mind.
No birds or flying fish
Disturbs this island’s rest.

Ears in this island hear
The wind pass like a fire,

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poem by Dylan Thomas
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The olive grove of your grandfather, the cherry trees of your father, and your grape vines.

Sicilian proverbs
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Starlight Golden Nectar Ambrosia

soil grape vineyard
starlight
golden nectar
ambrosia

mountain wind
river valley
salient light

earth sky firmament

poem by Terence George Craddock
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A woman who loves to be at the window is like a bunch of grapes on the wayside.

Italian proverbs
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You could think of extraordinary examples to the contrary: The Grapes of Wrath... and even into the 70s.

quote by Charlton Heston
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My Days of Wine and Roses

A Tangerine sun glazed The Travis Vineyard
While the Deep Purple haze, just glowed
The aroma's from all of the picked grapes
Filled Napa's Colored-flavored show!

The Valley 'tis filled with a bounty
Of future vino's of varying kinds
Aged and then tingled to the palate
'Tis Ambrosia, most divine, from the vine!

The succulent grape and its splendour
Shines the California's-near-by coast
The valley, itself, 'Tis a purple Wonder
Growing the most primo for its hosts

Perhaps a wine tasting party?
Hmmmm, wonder, if The Gallo's might attend?
It will truly be a celebration
As the days of Wine, are just 'round the bend!

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poem by Theodora Onken
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Harvest the grapes as soon as they mature while there is still good dry weather.

Sicilian proverbs
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Creamy Breasts

Fragrant with powder or moist with perspiration,
They are the pegs of a jade-inlaid harp.
Aroused by spring, they are soft as cream
Under the fertilizing mist.
After my bath my perfumed lover
Holds them and plays with them,
And they are cool as peonies and purple grapes.

poem by Chao Luan-luan
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This Bread I Break

This bread I break was once the oat,
This wine upon a foreign tree
Plunged in its fruit;
Man in the day or wine at night
Laid the crops low, broke the grape's joy.

Once in this time wine the summer blood
Knocked in the flesh that decked the vine,
Once in this bread
The oat was merry in the wind;
Man broke the sun, pulled the wind down.

This flesh you break, this blood you let
Make desolation in the vein,
Were oat and grape
Born of the sensual root and sap;
My wine you drink, my bread you snap.

poem by Dylan Thomas
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