Wednesday, February 8, 2017

A cordial holiday...













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Today we are prompted to use drinking words in ways that have nothing to do with the bar scene, alcohol, or drinking.

                                         
                                 
               

                          A Cordial Holiday

Sweet Sherry and salty Margarita sailed away
for a cordial holiday.

Leaving Manhattan, they were to meet Jim Beam
and John Collins.
At the port of Madeira, came the dismay.
Stood up...the boys obviously held a double standard.
They saw pink champagne colored reefs,
and cockatiels nesting by day,
They slurped sour lemons, ate melons with chard
They paddled into olive green Kahlua shaded water,
thick mangroves by the black velvet night.

They huddled between the sheets ,
bitter but cooler.
On the fifth day they met Rob and Roy for Irish coffees 
With the high ball of sun above,
Sherry was beciderself.
Margarita licked the salt on her arm.
A dream  fizzled, they sugar coated their error
and set sail for Curacao
in search of  the twisted Merry Widow,
met her at old fashioned Mr. Boston's wake,
partaking of  a blended absinthe milkshake




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16 comments:

  1. kaykualaFebruary 8, 2017 at 5:47 AM

    Great story Kathy! It certainly went well over a vast expanse of connections in time and space!


    Hank

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  2. ✿February 8, 2017 at 6:33 AM

    "beciderself" ... That is priceless! I love this post. :)

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    1. De JacksonFebruary 8, 2017 at 7:19 AM

      This was my favorite, as well. Such clever wordplay here. Love it, Kathy.

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  3. AnonymousFebruary 8, 2017 at 6:36 AM

    No, not a whiff of alcohol at all :)

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  4. annell4February 8, 2017 at 8:14 AM

    TC!! For sure, I loved it!

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  5. Glenn ButtkusFebruary 8, 2017 at 11:15 AM

    A grand adventure, my lady, rocking the prompt & adding several new "words & phrases". You had fun & so did we; smile.
    Liked the line /they saw pink champagne colored reefs by day/.

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  6. Paul John DearFebruary 8, 2017 at 12:50 PM

    Fun filled drink termage

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  7. brudbergFebruary 8, 2017 at 12:59 PM

    Ha.. beciderself.... just perfect... I feel like you went wild in the Bar here Kathy

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  8. TruedessaFebruary 8, 2017 at 1:29 PM

    I enjoyed this humorous tale. A great way to incorporate some additional words.

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  9. Frank HubenyFebruary 8, 2017 at 1:41 PM

    Nice use of these words. I especially liked how you got "cider" from "beciderself".

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  10. adcitlaliFebruary 8, 2017 at 4:35 PM

    Ohh! this is a really enjoyable trip. You made me smile. Thanks!

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  11. Arcadia MariaFebruary 8, 2017 at 5:37 PM

    A clever take on the prompt and what a story you told here. Well done. :)

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  12. Rosemary Nissen-WadeFebruary 9, 2017 at 4:12 AM

    Oh, I adore this rollicking tale – especially 'beciderself'!

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  13. Sanaa RizviFebruary 9, 2017 at 6:57 AM

    I love this!! A most skilfully composed poem that leaves one feeling breathless❤️

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  14. CedarwindFebruary 9, 2017 at 9:03 PM

    I like the style of this. I think your title sums it up: 'A cordial holiday'...very amusing :)

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  15. indybevFebruary 10, 2017 at 9:22 AM

    A delight from beginning to end, but I LOVED beciderself!

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