Notice of absence from arqios
Be kind….
…. words don’t rewind
Be kind….
…. words don’t rewind
These words pour forth,
fluid as cheap wine,
vividly dressed,
like any branded vintage.
Gentle on tired pockets,
they dull the mind’s edge;
after a few goblets,
they all blend into one.
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crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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So nicely put and with such a great metaphor. They excite the appetite and enhance the flavor of life. Thanks for sharing
Intoxicating indeed!
Ahh, a bit of French - veritas?! I dunno these languages. lol.
Oui, oui!
I am led to believe it all tastes the same after the third or fourth pint .. and tends to loosen the tongue as well as any remaining inhibitions .. cheers 🍷🍷🍷🍾
Much like poetry it would seem!
i don't drink, but have seen words pouring forth spontaneously like the wine in the barrels after just one, two pegs - good observation
Observation is a very useful tool for writing ✍️ but you already know that, thanks kindly NafisaSB!
most welcome, have a beautiful day
True words atqios but if you are buying mine is a Rioja. 🤣🤣🤣
Andy
*Makes a mental note*
One leads to many. Lol.
Always the case! 🤣
1..2..3..floor. LOL! Oh, that's tequila, not wine. LOL! Seriously! Great write, enjoyed it like a fine wine!
🤣
Pissed again?
(Don't look at me in that tone of voice - this turned up on the trailer to another post entirely!)🙃
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