Whiskey and Manuka Honey
Tend to help the creative side of me
Oh! Feeling a bit Hemingway today
There’s no point trying to fight it, I always say.
Empty shells fresh from their cylinder cells
Cold hard steel
It is all that I feel.
Hazy thoughts and mixed emotions
Wishing my tea was some kind of potion
To break the spell
To break me out of my self-inflicted hell.
Distant, I am. So far away —
I am a rope — frayed
A chip in a cup
A rip in the seam
Unraveling
Remnants of parts to an old whole
If you go into a bar to order your Whiskey and Manuka Honey, and the bartender refuses to serve you because you are a rope, walk out, tie yourself in a knot, go back into the bar, and order again. If the bartender asks if you were that rope that was just in, you can say “No! I’m a frayed knot!”
You are a chipper chip, and it “seams” like could certainly be ripped (imaging a body builder’s pose), no matter how unraveled you feel you are.
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Aren’t you a clever one. Clever, indeed! BAHAHA Thank you, I can’t tell you how much your vote of confidence and encouragement means to me!
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It’s an old joke that seemed so appropriate since you are having a roped-in moment. Speaking of ropes, did you ever do roping in your farmgirl daze?
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PERFECT! Nope, no, but I was around it. Always wanted horses. That was one animal we did NOT have on our farm.
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Your dad probably didn’t want you to have anything you could ride that was faster than he was. If you had a good bond with a horse, and you got a beating anywhere near that horse, it would have come to your rescue. It’s too bad you didn’t have horses. I would say it was intentional.
We did have horses until my teen years. I rode a lot. I never learned to rope, but I did do some barrel racing. I’m surprised I survived horses. I took some really hard tumbles of off them since I almost always rode bareback. I had a crappy saddle and didn’t have the patience to saddle up my horses. I put a bridle on, jumped on bareback and took off like the wind.
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
A amazing poem shared by a talented writer.
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Thank you, kind sir! 😉
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You are welcome dear Eleanor.
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I love the poem dear Eleanor and I drink the whiskey sometime. Quiet the mind and I can write.
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AMEN! Thank you, John.
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You are welcome dear Eleanor.
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beautiful, Eleanor. I’m sorry you’re feeling down, though.
❤
David
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Thank you, David. I know…this too shall pass. But it can’t pass soon enough, let me tell ya! 😉 Hope you are doing well!
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papa wrote a word and a note
about some bearded dude in a boat
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Days like these teach us so much – sometimes too much! Frayed and chipped – I do believe imperfections are perfectly beautiful. They reveal our humanness, our vulnerability. Tomorrow is a new day. Best to you, Eleanor.
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Michele, yes, I concur. Thank you for your kind hearted words. Perhaps we need days like today to be properly grateful for the others… Bring forth the morrow!!! XOXO, Eleanor
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You are welcome. That may be. Clouds make the sky more interesting. 🌥 🤗
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A chip in the cup has great character!
I’m addicted to black coffee and honey these days. Never liked the taste before. Interesting how our taste buds transition to different flavours. The connection between the taste bud and the mind is a story for another day.
Hope you feel perky soon!
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A poignant write. I’m so sorry you feel this way. Wish I could do something for you.
But I’m glad you could take refuge in your words.
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I am a roped – frayed. Exquisite imagery, Eleanor. I’ve known this feeling well.
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Absolutely brilliant! I echo the words of JohnCoyote. In terms of encouragement may I offer: ‘This too shall pass and the best is yet to come.’ Peter
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Thank you, my dear friend. You are greatly appreciated, as is your encouragement, Peter!
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I love the notion of feeling a bit Hemingway today.
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Thank you, quietlystanding, I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment. It just felt right…ya know? 😉
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Whiskey and Manuka Honey. That’s a powerful combination. Great poem.
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So pleased 😃 you enjoyed it! Thank you for taking the time to comment. XOXO, Eleanor
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Love this post. Thanks.
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Thanks 😊
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