Whispering of Covens - with Grace

Willows whispering of the covens and tea
weeping the winds with nature's homily  
puffing off the heretics with pharmacy    
glimmering in show a chalice of chablis
winds talking to me in sensibility  
 
spending minutes holding perfection
only for a while and then letting go
blankets of blue from mountain tops
every lasting poem spoken
in silky taste of Cabernet Sauvignon