Deciphering runes.
A lost civilisation.
Ashy hints remain.
IWS Kilbeggan Pure Potstill Single Cask
(For Brian – thanks for the sample!)
Amber grain flames first,
then fusel oil spits toffee.
Such fun! Bubblegum!
Midleton Very Rare 2019
So many on shelves,
gathering dust and cobwebs.
So few being drunk.
Highland Park 14 year old – Loyalty of the Wolf
Viking marketing
marauding and pillaging
Orcadian pride.
Sonoma Cherrywood Rye
Who’s been stewing fruit
in the California sun,
under the bear flag?
Hammerhead 25 year old 1989
Forgotten spirit
of communism. Alas,
whisky’s jumped the shark.
Powers Three Swallows Single Potstill
Is this an order?
I’d rather sip it slowly
than gulp down sweet spice.
Laphroaig PX Cask
Full frontal attack –
Assault from every angle.
There’s fire in the hole!
Old Potrero Eighteenth Century Rye
Can the past be drunk?
Fritz exhumed lost recipes –
Archeology.
Author’s Note
After publishing 40 or so haikus about whisk(e)y in just over a month, it’s time to pause for breath and refresh the glass!
From here on, we’ll be slowing the daily posts down to approximately bi-weekly. Next one will be on Monday.
If you’d like to see more whiskey haikus, or more frequent whiskey haiku publication, please like posts, share them, and spread the word!
Thanks so much for taking the time to read, and slainte!
