Water of Life

Grace hosts the bar tonight with this prompt.

Our word for Quadrille Monday is STILL.  Use it as a noun, adjective, adverb or verb. You can also combine still with another word like stillness, stillwaters, stillborn, stillrooms, or even standstill.  Our challenge:   please write a poem of precisely 44 words, not including the title, and including a given word.

water steeped barley germination

new life interruption by hot peat smoke


malt made fine in old Porteus

takes grist from this mill


water by gallons mashes things up

fermenting from tun to washback


copper stills the process until the

spirit is born: Uisge Beatha



napowrimo 24/30(4)

Come see where Whisky is made



42 thoughts on “Water of Life

  1. Glenn Buttkus says:

    Makes me want to write about distilling moonshine. Scotch & I have never been friends, but white lightning has been a companion.

  2. whimsygizmo says:

    I am deeply enamored of the phrase “copper stills the process”…I feel as though I should pull up a copper cup, right now, and still the process of this crazy day. Cheers.

  3. kim881 says:

    I see you’ve used the Scots Gaelic for water, Paul! I’m not a whiskey fan – I don’t drink – and have never known the difference between Scotch and Irish whiskey, but it could lie in the Gaelic spelling (tongue in cheek – pun intended!). I do know they both use peat and I love the idea that the spirit is born!

  4. Victoria C. Slotto says:

    Very fun take on the word, Paul. It took me a second read, having never been involved in moonshining though when I studied organic chemistry, we did distill booze in the lab. The prof knew he had a bunch of nurses and otherwise peripherally science-enamored students.

    • paul scribbles says:

      I think the process is the same pretty much, be it moonshine, single malt whisky or Poteen. My observation is built on having seen the whisky made here in Scotland. The image of drunk nurses in the chemistry lab is making me smile.

  5. Janice says:

    I liked this before I fully understood it was about making scotch…there is something about the language of brewing and making things that is poetic and missing from our lives.

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