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    ...a taste of whisky

    ...𝑜𝒻 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓂𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒻𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓀𝓎 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝓈𝓁𝑜𝓌 𝑔𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈 𝑜𝓇 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓈 𝒶 𝓂𝒾𝒹𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓉𝑜𝓃𝑔𝓊𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝒸𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓎. 𝒲𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓅𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝒸𝓀 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁 𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓊𝒻𝓁𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓀𝓃𝑒𝑒𝓈. 𝒩𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝓊𝓉...

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    • This is very nice. A slow burn which gives you the feel of drinking whisky.

    • Passionately penned, Adagio. Nice write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Hoi @Damian,

      Inspired on the artwork and your write:

      een derde mond – plotseling
      smaakte wat naar whiskey
      tribal tattoo op haar dij
      ‘s intimite as can be

      whiskey is geen verleiding
      mijn teken van gevaar
      ‘t is anders als ik er af blijf
      en alleen proef bij haar

      And translated:

      a third mouth – suddenly
      tasted a bit like whiskey
      tribal tattoo on her thigh
      ‘s intimate as can be

      whiskey is not a temptation
      my sign of danger
      it’s different if I stay away from it
      and only taste it on her

      Yours is a lovely write and this is meant as a hats off to that. And you.
      Kind regards, Gus

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    Song of The Tong

    I spoke long to the gathering, not for echoes to return, but because my tongue hummed, the old song of the tong. As a shadow curled in the corner,the bones of the house yawned, between floorboards to exhale, they simply...

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    • Hoi hoi A.,
      There’s a theory that says that the first four sentences determine, if the reader wants to go on reading.
      And the four of this poem take me by storm.

      Never knew that there is a tong exactly the same as the Dutch Tong. Pronunciation the same as in Dutch too.

      Ah well. Love the poem needless to say.
      Kind regards, Gus

    • Thank you, Gus.

    • Powerfully penned, Adagio. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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    What We Show

    Not one for hiding behind ghosts Illusions manifest with each voice Only a fool would doom his hosts While denying another of a choice   So unsettled from never knowing Being unable to reason with guilt Shadows on the wall are growing   Coming to poison what...

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    • chèr D.,
      Amen to that.
      I’ll be back tomorrow to read it again.

      Kind regards, Gus

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Gus. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Come back as often as you’d like. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Your wallop of a write had me nodding in agreement. So many truths are nestled in every line. Love will indeed live forever! Outstanding write, my friend.

      Clay

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Clay. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Thank you for your support. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Well said. No body is promised tomorrow.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Exactly, nobody is promised tomorrow. Appreciate you, cuz.

        Damian

    • That last stanza sends this one home. Wonderful piece Damian.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. My favorite stanza as well. Appreciate you.

    • Dear D,

      Inspirational to be sure. This write was a movie short where I could envision the hero if the piece roaming from one stanza to the next recognizing the differentiation of God and truth vs ai and evil. Great write. H🌷

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, H. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Thank you for sharing that wonderful vision with me, I like the lens you’re looking through. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • ” Shadows on the wall are growing

      Coming to poison what God built ”

      Those words were written with a hammer and chisel.

      Dope overall vibe
      Diggin the positive outro, brother…

      Much respect

      Naaj

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Naaj. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I dig those lines as well. Thank you for your continued support my brother. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Sigh…where to start? I agree with Naaj up there. 👆 Those lines are definitely carved in granite. There’s a loss of humanity occurring on so many levels today. AI is replacing human labor, taking human paychecks and means of living. But AI does what man tells it. It’s not out there knocking on doors and handing out resumes. It’s the greed of man dehumanizing their fellows that’s doing the damage. The fact that we have a deranged overstuffed cheese puff feeding frenzy to his blind acolytes speaks volumes for the state of man’s moral compass right now. Every decision they’re making is destructive…to the earth (our host) and to its guests (us and wildlife). Yeah, I got rolling but this one took me to so many places. Keep carving those lines, my friend, and I’m sure I’ll keep ranting

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Like I told Naaj, I love those lines as well. I agree with you as I tend to do, I saw a story today where Chat GPT is causing people to commit crimes and hurt others and themselves. It needs to be regulated at the very least, but that ain’t happening with the Cheeto in power. These tech bros are accessories to the most corrupt regime after all. Man’s moral compass is damn near broken. lol. Always enjoy your commentary, even though I get you riled up. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    Whose marrow now...

    Whose marrow now, the bone-white birch, still remembers the weight of wings that were never meant to keep ghosts, only borrow them like library books, overdue. Come dawn, the river spits out all our drowned names, in perfect alphabetical order,...

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    "Oh dash it all!"

    "Oh dash it all!" cried he, in tones most desolate. "Pray tell me, chaps—have you observed, my toddy’s wayward fate?""...before the friar's gateit vanished, quite without a trace, like empire’s fading gleam, one sip too short of paradise—""But now it’s...

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