The Brandy Chronicles (a sequel)

I am fighting the inclination to add this to the poem in my forthcoming collection. For now, I present it as a continuation… 5 Sipping hasn’t done much good: the bottle is empty my mouth is on fire I still have feelings I really do enjoy the taste with or without embellishment I like the [...]

The brandy chronicles (A poem)

As a moderate drinker, I don’t much like the stronger stuff (generally speaking, anything stronger than Bailey’s). Once or twice a year, though, I do enjoy a bit of brandy…   1 Caramel or with coffee smooth in amber deceptively intoxicating bewitching to the senses tingling upon my tongue Given enough time I would drink you [...]