Pools of amber swirling in my glass
I anticipate a drink
Warming liquid running down my throat
Dull my senses so I don't think
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LIKE the words from peggy Gordon for when i'm drinkin, I am thinkin lovely work kathleen.
The intimacy of a drink. Very nice, Kathleen. Make mine a Jamison's.
Very humourous.Gave me a real chuckle.I love the Irish people.They are so full of fun.I enjoyed your poetry.I'm still learning this system and I am amazed at the membership.I've told everyone I know who writes poetry about this site.Keep writing.
Nicely done. Much like scotch, your poem was over to quickly. Thank you for your comment.
What a wonderful way to see, think and be.