Guest Barista December Rose: Sweet Whiskey

Together, we laugh long into the night

Between clouds of smoke and half-empty glasses

Dreaming of things that could and might

Taking a clock and feeding it molasses

Tic toc tic toc, every second’s bite

Is bitter, and nips at our mustaches

Like King Midas’s touch, except it’s not gold

More like the silver moonlight on a lake

At midnight, the water’s bitter cold

Cuts quick to the chase, leaves you with a quake

Shall we quake ever dreaming dreams untold

Or shall we, our own dreams, make

What’s life, after all, if not to dream

And what are eyes if they don’t gleam

With ghosts of the past and things yet to be

One for the young

And one for the old

One for the fading

And one for the bold

One for the father

And one for the son

One empty chamber

And one smoking gun

So together, we laugh long into the night

Between clouds of smoke and half-empty glasses

Dreaming of things that could and might

Taking a clock and feeding it molasses

Tic toc tic toc, every second’s bite

Is sweet whiskey on our mustaches

Droll


My name is December Rose… Well, that’s not entirely true, but I prefer that name as a writer. Just like everyone else, I’m not just a writer. I’m also not just a musician, engineer, coffee enthusiast, or child, but I am all of those things and plus a bit more. I’ve lived life and had my share of wonderful and regrettable experiences, and found that my place in the world seems to be in words. I like to tell stories about my friends because they’re all quirky characters, and I think they could all be legends, if they’d let themselves. I like to write poetry about the beautiful things in life, and yeah, sometimes I get a bit melancholy. Really, my December Rose blog is all about wearing my heart on my sleeve and keeping up my creative writing skills, since my job requires zero creativity, and if I went all day without some sort of outlet, I’d lose myself. I’d appreciate any and all critique (don’t worry about sparing my feelings. If you’re coming from the angle of trying to help me improve, I’ll understand even the most nit-picky critique) because I do intend to write and publish books someday. I also just love people, and if my writing can be an inspiration or simply bring a smile to even one other human, it’ll be worth it to me. My goal is to make memories, be in memories, and give others something to remember.

“God gave us memories so we could have roses in December” – J. M. Barrie (author of Peter Pan)

4 thoughts on “Guest Barista December Rose: Sweet Whiskey

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