Thinking of You, By a Campfire

[Guitar's Cry]

Not sure if I've posted this poem here before, but I am enjoying a campfire with whisky and bats, and I thought of it.

Thinking of You, By the Campfire

The flames lick the air
As your memories lick my mind,
Sparking, crackling for attention
And a desire for life.

I stir the coals
And search for your face in the flames.
Ashes flit to the moon-glazed sky
To land beyond my ken.

 

[Guitar's Cry]

I must be enjoying the whisky TOO much, because this was meant to go into the Poetry forum.

Well, feel free to interview me, I guess?

 

[JustGeorge]

Whatcha mixing with that whiskey?

Did you offer the bats any?

 

[Viker]

By whiskey and bats, I pray you meant Wild Turkeys. Goes great with evening crackles of camp fire.

 

[ChristineM]

Whatcha mixing with that whiskey?

Did you offer the bats any?

Mixing with whiskey???

BLASPHEMY

 

[VoidCat]

Awesome poetry. Do you write often?
Does whiskey taste good? I never had it nor do I ever plan on drinking it but I am curious.

 

[JustGeorge]

Mixing with whiskey???

BLASPHEMY

Not when you're drinking the cheap stuff...

Or, in the case of a whiskey sour...

 

[ChristineM]

Not when you're drinking the cheap stuff...

Or, in the case of a whiskey sour...

I'm talking single malt.. don't do the blended stuff... Actually I don't to any but we have a couple's of Scottish neighbours who get very angry if more than a single block of ice is added to a good whisky

 

[JustGeorge]

I'm talking single malt.. don't do the blended stuff... Actually I don't to any but we have a couple's of Scottish neighbours who get very angry if more than a single block of ice is added to a good whisky

I'd agree, for good whiskey.

In my drinking days, all I could afford was bottom shelf. You mixed it.

 

[Dan From Smithville]

What kind of bats we talking about here? The flying kind or the "I've drank too much whiskey and I have a Louisville Slugger"?

 

[Dan From Smithville]

Do you have a favorite poet?