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    Bourbon On The Rocks

    carmel colored liquid fill my glass up make it a double and let it breathe   swirl it around  smell the warmth embrace the taste we got all night   let me pour you one don’t wanna drink alone not that we do that around here we sip   top shelf stuff don’t waste a...

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    • Oooh, this one has a cozy, tingly feel to it. Can almost hear the soft murmur of voices & clinking of ice in the background. This one sings of intimacy, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Spot on, intimacy was very much on the menu. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • That atmosphere is peaceful with a bit of loneliness to it. Nice spill.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I try, this was just one that kinda wrote its self. Appreciate you.

        Damian

        • The way you describe your drink sounds like you are praising a beloved woman, her beauty, her character and attitude. And it seems like there are many parallels: in its velvety Amber colour consistence bourbon can have a soothing impact, It Doesn’t Ask unwelcome questions, it is simply there and understands …
          A powerful and thought provoking writing that is as meaningful and important as it was 10 years ago. Brilliant, dear Damien!

          • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Elke. So glad you connected with the write my friend. You’re so spot on. Thanks for your continued support. Appreciate you.

            Damian

    • This feels of a good moment. Though too much of a good thing can lead to trouble. Damn those demons. Great ink.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Nick. So glad you connected with the write my friend. They’re everywhere, hiding in the minute details. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Happy (early) birthday toast incoming! July 18 deserves a proper celebration—with Bourbon’s smoky charm and Vodka’s crisp fire clinking together in style. Here’s to bold beginnings, blurry stories, and the kind of laughter that lingers longer than the hangover.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, PAR. So glad you connected with the write my friend. You always find a way to make me smile. Thank you for being you and your continued support. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Ahhh, Damian! 🥃

      Nothin’s like sippin’ choice bourbon with a friend (on the rocks w/a splash-a bitters), sharing a tale or two with laughter in the air.

      A feel good write that lifted an olde bard’s spirits ‘n brought a fond smile for moments past.
      A lovely week ahead to ya, Syr Poet! ⁓ Rascal🖌

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Rascal. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Ah, the old days. I too loved stories over drinks. I still tell some stories, just don’t drink anymore. I wasn’t very good with moderation, only so many drinks on the old punch card. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    My Pen Bleeds Like My Heart

    My heart bleeds bloodas my pen bleeds ink. My heart's the epicenter of my bodyas my pen's the instrument of my soul. Together, blood and ink coexist, a heart and soul mourn together, and my soul I realize, possesses handsto grasp my...

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    • Powerfully penned, Daniel. Into the book it belongs! This is flat out a beautiful ink my friend. Excellent. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Love this. I’m a great fan of double meanings, work that makes you think deeper than what’s implied on the surface. Awesome!

  • The value of mortality.

    If given the choice between terminal cancer or immortalality, I would choose cancer everytime. Imagine waking up every day for ever and having to make the bed,do the washing,get the groceries,tend to family,go to work....sounds like hell to me. I'll take...

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    • I think of immortality from another side of what you’re saying. If you’re immortal but only you…imagine constantly being around to witness the fall of everyone you know & care about? No thank you. I’m with you on this one

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    Candles Bleed Too

    Candles too are mortal when alight. When their wicks are cold and black, candles will desire that flame in their life.   When candles bleed like us, it requires love accompanied with pain. That punishing, silent cry of dripping wax...   That bleeding light we all crave, yet...

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    Something I've Become

    Dark days and bright nights. That's the life of a sorrowful poet.  Away from the darkening daylight... into the light of the night I rejoice! Night owl, indeed!  I've risen like the full moon and descended like the sun. My soul bleeds ink onto the page. And...

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