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I was browsing through the menu and laid my eyes upon interesting cocktails and mock tails.
I snapped up the names with the blackberry camera and wove them together to couplets.
Dedicate this one to my friends who love and cherish the cocktails and mock tails.
Cheers……………………………
With love from zeauoxian, black lady, Tom Collins,
Three peaks merlot, white lady, John Collins.
Between the sheets, pink pusy, screaming ******,
Pink lady, lost bikini, ******.
Misty nite, hairy navel, ding a ling,
Sunset, buttock clencher, Singapore sling.
Lady killer, fuzzy navel, coconut diaquiry,
Bloody Mary, fenny wenny woo woo, orange diaquiry.
Pure calypso, climax, kick in the balls,
Caribbean fever, planter’s punch, rocks for the dolls.
Peach pleasure, tequila sunrise, margarita,
Pina coloda, sunset, caipirnha.
Coco colada, slippery dick, the hammer,
Gimlet, sweet nips, tequila slammer.
Passona orange, passona lime, sex on the beach,
Orange blossom, lime blossom. Passionate peach.
Gin fiz, Cuba libre, Roby Roy,
Black lagoon, black Russian, beach buoy.
Fight fiesta, stinger rum cocktail, side car,
Negroni, pink elephant, brandy lime shot from the bar.
Mohjito, long island iced tea, whiskey sour,
Renaissance merlot, vina tarapoca chardonnay.
All these heady concoction,
Many of them and lots of action.
The science of achohol blending, of the art of mixology,
All these to the tipper is fun and to do with a smooth tripology!!!!!!!!
I knew I loved you, I knew I always did, I loved you then,
Every day of then, so much I’d lay down to die.
We had a rainbow, navigating this Earth,
A spectacular, impossible rainbow filling our sky.
I loved you when you tackled my heart, grappled it down,
Held it, stomped it into the ground.
My heart became obedient, yearning for your word,
Patiently waiting for it’s turn to come around.
But you stood, foot firmly on loves throat,
Making sure it couldn’t breathe or move or moan.
You stood as we watched our love quietly die,
Watching as I built our love’s headstone.
But you didn’t realise my love was smart and strong,
That it had planted a seed before it died.
This seed grew into a new rainbow, a new love of my life,
That was strong and honest, it was dignified.
My memories I’ll always respect, always nurture,
Cherish like an honest hands on martial art.
And I’ll always defend my soul with this magical karate,
Used by the formidable love that’s in my heart.
11th June for contest
Author Dana Redricks
May 31, 2019
Today is my day I have been
blessed to see my birthday
Out of all the challenges
I've faced in my life I'm
just glad to be alive on
this day
No matter what challenges
I face in the future I know
if God brought me this far and
he will continue to bring me
through
Riches don't always come in
material forms but in things
much more valuable like
love and time spent with
with the ones we cherish
Count each day as a blessing
so many have gone before
their time
Remember you're special and
you make a difference in your
own unique way
as a GMO gluten
and monosodium allow
wing glutinate free
NON SPORTS fan, holy cow
a gentle fear shakes, rocks,
and trembles thru every dDhow
ting fiber of me one hundred
and forty five pounds (give or take a hun
dread ounces) finds me feeling
like a castaway
on an alien nation, none
share totally tubular,
where athletes revered
as holier than thou hook hen pun
which craft
this wordsmith doth shine,
and experiences the equivalent run
tooth ha goal post, and envision
me octogenarian widower papa
paying attaboy with "way tug hoe son"
or a similar comment,
which unasked for unsolicited praise
would be worth a ton
as if this bone a fide wordsmith
would cherish as a sentiment hard won,
which figurative convenient truthful
( Earth in the balance) tangent
arced geometric fender
to express gratitude
(nevermind their gender),
who unwittingly boost and tearful lender
my morale doth render
akin to a spender
for anonymous readers,
yet moost likely an appealing sender
via flattering comments,
an emotional legal tender
this sensitive chap also makes apologies
(and steers clear) ass king for any alley byes
unwittingly me to refrain ushering my demise
hence...THANK YOU
unknown gals and guys
this honest to dog statement
summoned deep within me...noel hies
NOR NON FAKE
saccharine steeped sincere lies.
Here I am again on this path
Rejected by me and others journey through this sweet agony road
Through the thorn and pain
Some crowned it with ring
Sentence to life imprisonment where individualism is eliminated
I pray for such ending
Previous knowledge evidently denied penultimate line
All I ever need is desired by others
Cherish and adore by them
I called them frienemy not rival
That’s what makes her precious
To win her previous knowledge must be eliminated
My home is my enemy as I kiss her door frequently
My phone is my best friend when we are part
I empty my pocket to fill her heart
BBM, 2go, facebook, SMS are my mediator
Expression of feeling through words is my talent
The perfection of every relationship is uneconomical to truthful and fervent communication
I effectively utilized my talent
Victory at last
Alter is calling at the penultimate month
Divinely approved
Journey were made to her root
Finally she is mine
Cherishing my golden ring
She is my Golden Precious
Home at last
I cherish your days...
Ke go rata kudu,my heart's sweet choice,Ke go hlokomela ka lerato, I hear your voice.
You are the rhythm where my pulses start,Ke go boloka bjalo ka selo sa bohlokwa, deep in my heart.Ke go rata kudu mo pelong ya ka.
Ke wela leratong, I am completely undone,Ke go rata kudu, my love, my only one.Ke go rata kudu — ke go hlokomela ka lerato —
A treasure beyond price o selo sa bohlokwa—
My eyes gaze upon you, captivated by your grace,O bogela nna,o Kgahla
I Caress and Embrace Your Closeness...
Fingertips brushing against the skin,
Where gentle warmth and quiet truths begin.O papaphatha, o gona ka borutho,
Holding close against the morning cold and truth.
My lips, molomo waka, whisper soft and low,
A sacred secret only we can know.Swara ga bonolo — ke kakatlele ka borutho —
Ke go rata kudu, held safe within these arms o gona ka mabogo
I Revere Your Passion...
Ke go hlompha kudu beneath open skies,
My devotion rises as the mountains rise.Maikutlo a matla, a passion fierce and deep,
A sacred promise that my soul will keep.O dula ga bohlokwa, forever in my sight,Moratiwa waka, my everlasting light.
Ke go hlompha kudu ka botho le boikokobetšo,
You dwell within a sacred, treasured space bjo kgethegilego.Ke leboga ka pelo yohle, with all my breath,Ke go amogela ka lethabo, faithful unto death.Ke go hlompha kudu — with all your mighty strength —
Dula ga bohlokwa through every earthly length.
Let the Eternal Echo Fall...
And see how my devotion stretches to the depths and back,Motho o wela leratong la ntlha, on love's sweet track.
Weighing every moment with wisdom and profound grace,O latswa ka lethabo, savoring every trace,
Lost in the magic of your warm embrace.
Ke go rata kudu, the stars above decree,
My endless yearning — ke go rata kudu — ke go rata ka maatla — eternally.Le ge maikutlo e le mello ya lerato,Ke go rata kudu —
Kgetho yaka ya pele le ya mafelelo!
O latswa nna ka lethabo...
Tasting slowly so the sweetness lingers in thae heart,Wela leratong... o latswe ka lethabo,Sa ruri — eternally.Le ge maikutlo e le mello ya lerato,ke go rata kudu—
Kgetho yaka ya pele le ya mafelelo
Go ya go ile
The Day After:
The most anticipated day of the year will soon come and quickly depart. But the season will remain very much alive as the fire slowly simmers.
The Day After:
Happy people will cherish, ride in, or wear their lovely gifts.
It’s a quiet and relaxing ‘kick back’ kind of day for many.
The DayAfter: Others will be back at the malls with returns looking for refunds.
But then there are those in ‘hot pursuit’ of after Christmas sales.
The Day After:
Millions will sleep in with a day off because Christmas came on a Sunday. A well-deserved break will be very much what the doctor orders.
The Day After:
For those who ate and drank more than moderation dictated, they will be no longer smiling and singing; but their heads will be aching and spinning.
The Day After:
In just a few days many will be ready to drink up and party into the new year. But may the spirit of Christmas reign and rule throughout the season.
The Day After:
I’m sorry. I do not mean to spoil the party. But unfortunately, there will be grief for some who lose a loved one in a tragic accident from a drunken driver.
The Day After:
Historical reality is now begging and pleading for sobriety, because
The Day After Christmas will not be a pretty one for many dear ones.
12202016 PS Contest, The Day After Christmas, Anthony Clausen.
Trust, the bond that holds us tight. A fragile thread, bold and bright. A promise that we'll do what's right. A gift that's given without a fight.
With trust, we can open up our hearts, and let the walls we've built fall apart. We share our hopes we share our fears, and wipe away each other's tears.
With trust, we build a bond so strong, that no matter what the obstacles we can go on.
We stand together hand in hand, and face the world - luck be damned.
For trust is the foundation, the base. On which we build our lives- our space. It gives us strength, it gives us grace. And leads us on to a better place.
But trust is not a trivial thing. It's earned through the love and loyalty we bring. We must be honest, kind, and true. And keep our promises, both me and you.
For if we break that fragile thread. The bond is broken- the relationship dead. And though we may try to mend and glue, the trust we had will be gone too.
So let us cherish this gift so rare, and handle it with love and care. For with trust we climb stair by stair, and can find our happiness anywhere.
Like a bee in a garden of flowers,
This one with conspicuous petals,
The other with a charming scent.
This one beautiful like a rainbow,
The other magnificent like the glaciers.
With The power of choice in my hands,
I prayed to God to hold my hand and lead it to tick the right option.
They had whatever an ideal reaper would want,
But I wanted more,
Like a glutton served in the kitchen.
They gave me what was appeasing,
But I wanted what could make me a better man.
In that lost city seeking to find true love,
I found you the day we locked eyes.
Feeling different than usual,
The forces of attraction wanted me near you always;
Loving what you speak with your beautiful lips,
Listening to what came with your sweet voice.
You have moves that drive me crazy.
The way you look at me,eyes shining brightly like glitters of gold.
Your beauty melts my sorrow and wipes away my pain;
And so,you are the analgesic I have always wanted.
You got me with one brick ,
But you have worked with me to build a large mansion like this;
Every man would want a worker like you,
Thank you.
You give me love more than I could ever ask for;
So,I pledge to be by your side for as long as I live.
The vows we have taken today signify eternity,
That together, side by side,we shall always be; through life and death.
Have I ever told you how gorgeous you look my love?
You as beautiful as sunrise.
Do you know how much I love you?
I love you more than you can ever imagine.
My love for you,even I,cannot weigh to ascertain the amount.
You are the hidden treasure that will lead me to happiness;
With you, holding my hand,I am tall enough to take a glimpse into the future,
How attractive it is to my eyes!
How fertile it's soils are judging by the greens and fruits!
I pledge faithfulness,to love and cherish you always,
My adorable wife!
I don't want to miss you anymore,
For time has taught my heart to heal,
The pain once sharp, now a distant shore,
Where memories of us used to steal.
The echoes of your laughter, once so near,
Have faded softly into the past,
Like whispers of a love that's no longer here,
But in my heart, the echoes still last.
I don't want to miss you anymore,
The tears have dried, the storms have passed,
A new beginning lies before,
In this chapter, I stand steadfast.
The sun rises on a brand-new day,
And with it, hope and strength arise,
The ache that gripped my soul gives way,
To a newfound sense of being alive.
I don't want to miss you anymore,
I'll cherish the lessons that you taught,
The love we shared, the dreams we wore,
Now memories, no longer sought.
I've found my worth, my voice, my truth,
In letting go, I've set my heart free,
Though bittersweet, I stand aloof,
Ready to embrace what's meant to be.
I don't want to miss you anymore,
For life's too short to dwell on the past,
With every step, I'll seek to explore,
A future where love's shadows won't last.
The world awaits, and so do I,
With open arms and heart restored,
No longer captive to the "you and I,"
I walk a path where love is adored.
I don't want to miss you anymore,
My heart has found its peace and grace,
Through healing tears, a closed door,
I'll embrace life's new embrace.