Bottles never used to last me too long; now cognacs and whiskeys stand around bored for many long months on our kitchen shelf. Sure, I pour a glass every so often (rarely, truth be told); but excitement's gone. Is it my writing, my medication, my age? Hard to say, but that beer I had yesterday hit the spot; one can of brew and I felt myself very much content. Somewhere, I misplaced my taste for the fire.
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48 thoughts on “Cold, or: Hot”
Maturity does that to a body! I love the comparison of the ice cold one to the fire water!
🤎🙏🏻 Muri 🙏🏻🤎
You have a good thing going there
Love how you replaced the fire
Come to think of it, your writing has always been top-tier
Love the mindset
Hot hot hot
Have a wonderful day folks.
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Thanks David 🙂
Internet is extremely slow, we have connection lapses. The towers are also affected.
💘 🙏🏻 Abi 🙏🏻 💘
And may that taste be forever misplaced. ❤
💓🙏🏻 Lisa 🙏🏻💓
My drinking habits have changed a lot as I’ve matured, I now drink for the taste and complexity, not the social lubrication, or the blurring of lines.
Great poem. Pour me a cold one.
💖🙏🏻 Chris 🙏🏻💖
Sounds like you spirit of moderation will serve you well, both now and in the future!
A great poem of reflections!
💞🙏🏻 Dwight 🙏🏻💞
Funny how that one beer can sometimes hit the nail on the head. Figuratively! It must have to do with the day, the sun, the mood, the music on the radio….driving fast. I don’t know but sometimes it only takes one.
💝🙏🏻 Yvonne 🙏🏻💝
The pandemic made me realize I’m totally a social drinker. (K)
💚🙏🏻 Kerfe 🙏🏻💚
Lucky you, if I start drinking, I know no boundaries. That’s why I don’t touch the booze anymore.
🙃 Michaël 🙃 ~ I get that
love David this and writing being your medication.. xo 💗 but I must say wine pairs nicely for me with writing..
💙🙏🏻 Cindy 🙏🏻💙
Whatever rocks your boat at any given time, my friend.
❤️🙏🏻 Dolly 🙏🏻❤️
“now cognacs and whiskeys stand around bored / for many long months on our kitchen shelf.” – I love this description. And I like your last line.
🧡🙏🏻 Spambot 🙏🏻🧡
Luv a cold beer on a hot day. Lately here🇹🇹 we have been having say and night rains. Tea and coffee are my mantras
💛🙏🏻 Gillena 🙏🏻💛