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Well, this absence of tiny red hearts,
with a presence of snow salted gray,
and battling middle-age meltdown,
has allowed for some bittersweet work.

Thank God.

A seasoned relationship
dines on life’s rechauffe
with spices
unique to the union,
relishing the table talk,
always fresh, often saucy.

Shy the treacly desert.

angel’s share

I have written
give ‘em enough trope
aimed my ink
with a sniperscope
damn careful
not to interlope
nor forget
the angel’s share

having noted
I once lived in exile
made current
those memories erstwhile
with some bitter prose
to reconcile
and reimburse
the angel’s share

writing rewards
fictions of recompense
while talents
a tally of consequence
a perspired desire
left to condense
and provide
the angel’s share

Angels’ share is a term for the portion (share) of a wine or distilled spirit’s volume that is lost to evaporation during aging in oak barrels.

both above published more than two decades ago

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