Short Distillery Poems

karen
mother,daughter,aunt, and wife
sister of Lois and Penny
Lover of poetry, nature, and cooking
who feels pain,heartache, and failure
who fears losing those she loves, snakes, and other critters
who would like to see the Jack Daniel's distillery, the mts. and a secluded cabin area
resident of Ft. Loramie, ohio
croft...

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Standing there
Arms outstretched
The haggard pasty washed up
Kewpie doll
Of a soon to be ex
Awaited his oxytocin fix

As the dutiful wench
Swallowed the stench
Of his distillery fermented fat
She thought 

This puts the retch in wretched

And that was that
A good sense of humour
Is only embraced so far



5.31.2020...

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Listen to poem:

The slow drip, drip
Of connection
Until we feel known

Intensive flavours
Splash and dance
Off the tongue

The heady rush
Of acceptance
Undiluted

The desire
For more
Conversation

No chaser
Just chastened
Breathless

When the kick
Hits
All the feels

I need
A moment
Re-center my senses

Delicious
Dangerous
Anonymity...

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The Jameson distillery 
had its first official tour in 1780
when pirates broke in and drank all the whiskey.

Can I really call the above work my own?
It's almost word for word for an ad that I saw,
but I don't think the ad was intended to be a poem.

Ad - My distillery had its first official tour in 1780 when pirates broke in and drank all my 
whiskey - Jameson Whiskey....

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