The Lighter Side of JzB

Here you will find photos, poetry, and possibly some light-hearted foolishness. For the Heavier Side
of JzB
see my other blog,
Retirement Blues. (There be dragons!)

I claim copyright and reserve all rights for my original material of every type and genre.


Every day visits*
From Moose, Goose, and Orb Weaver
All seized by Haiku


"Why moose and goose?" you may ask. Back on 2/04/13 Pirate wrote a haiku with an elk in it, and I responded with
one with a moose and then included him every day. A few days later in comments Mystic asked "Where's the goose?"
So I started including her with this post on 2/07. A week later on the 14th, Mark Readfern
asked for and received a spider. The rest is history.

*Well, most days, anyway. Grant me a bit of poetic license.
Showing posts with label drink. Show all posts
Showing posts with label drink. Show all posts

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Carpe Diem #180, Chocolate (provided by KZ)




 


~ 1 ~

aztec beverage
delight for their vicious gods
laced with hot pepper


~ 2 ~

dark chocolate
perfect coat for blueberries
and almonds


~ 3 ~

dark chocolate
gives a sensuous buzz
better than kissing


~ 4 ~

sweet lips so tasty
from chocolate indulgence
i want your kisses


~ 5 ~

delicate goose sips
moose dives in head first
he's already brown


~ 6 ~

helpful spiders
don't eat chocolate - they eat
pests on cacao trees

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Carpe Diem #180

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Corkscrew

Mad Kane informs us that on this day in 1860,  New Yorker M.L. Byrn patented a corkscrew design.

 
hats off to Byrne and his fine
invention for opening wine
an aid to decanting
that obviates ranting
or even a reason to whine

Friday, January 11, 2013

"Wine Rack" Limerick

I was unaware of this amazing invention.

If you click the link, also click the "larger picture" button when you get there, so you can see in a series of 4 photos exactly how it works.

Of course, Mad Cane doesn't let things like this slip by unnoticed.




My thought:

I have to agree it's the best
Device to enhance someone's chest
Made just for sipping
(also known as nipping)
If you've liquid assets to invest


Sunday, January 6, 2013

Shadow Shot Sunday

One of my Christmas presents


New Year Begins

For happy new cheer
A fine peaty single malt
To start off the year

~  ~  ~  ~  ~



Wednesday, December 12, 2012

A Winter's Tale

A brief story written in Hay(na)ku

Inspired by the writings of Luke Prater

Had
A job.
Didn't like it.

Had
A wife.
Couldn't keep her.

Had
Kids too;
Where are they?

I'm
Not sure
Who I am

Come
Sit closer
To the fire.

No
I don't
Eat much anymore.

Yep
I'd sure
Love a drink.

Thanks
Friend that
Was damn good.

Now
I'll just
Curl up here.

Not
Sure if
I'll wake up.

Not
Even sure
If I care.


Friday, December 7, 2012

Three Word Wednesday CCCVI

On Friday again.  Bear with me, it's a busy week.

This week's words:

BATTLE
FLUID
HARVEST

They fit together compactly like this.



Haiku I

I harvest the grain
Distill it into fluid
The Battle is yours

Haiku II

That generation
Called GREAT Battled with Fluid:
The Harvest of War.

Six word story

Battle
Your bottle:
The Fluid Harvest

 ~  ~  ~  ~ ~

My father's generation - those who fought in WW II were traumatized as only the battle-stricken can be.  PTSD was not recognized or understood back then, so they self-medicated.  With alcohol.

What become known as our greatest generation was a legion of drunks.

I am not making this up.


Friday, October 26, 2012

Three Word Wednesday . . .

.  .  .  on Friday.

GRAPES, with Gratitude

DANGLE on the vine;
By LABOR transformed; NEATLY
Bottled for my use.



Thursday, October 25, 2012

Five Sentence Fiction

Originally, I had no intention of writing a serial story, and now I have two of them going.  Each has character named Marci, since I was simply going to use that as a stock character name from central casting.   This has since become confusing, even for me.  I haven't yet discovered if they are the same Marci. [UPDATE: Yes I have, and yes, they are.]  One story line is real world based and the other is a weird fairie tale; but I'm not sure that pre-empts anything.

On to this week's installment.  I wrote this a while back, since Gil and Marci were bugging me. OK - it's a bit of a stretch on the prompt, perhaps, but I still think it fits, in a way.

The [real world] story of Gil and Marci continues.

Part 1   Devotion

Part 2  Detour

POTIONS
One evening when Gil's wife is out of town on business, he runs into Marci in the wine section of the market near her apartment. 

She gestures toward a bottle of imported Chardonnay, saying, "My boyfriend Rob is quite fond of this." 

But she reaches for a bottle of Gil's favorite Pinot Noir and looks at him in a way he understands very well. 

Gil suppresses a nervous laugh and blurts out, "I get kind of unpredictable when I drink that." 

"I know," Marci says, as she slips the bottle into her basket and heads for the checkout line.


Update: This is the first time Marci has appeared on stage, and I'm getting to know her better.  Now I believe it is the same Marci in both story lines.  Her back-story is starting to take form, too.  She's not an evil person, by any means, but she rejects conventional ideas of morality, and very much lives in the moment.  'Nuff said, for now.


Lillie McFerrin