Remorseful
by Jim Brown
Friday, July 11, 2003
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Staring at your drink, you think
Eyes flicker, you blink
Your lips curl, smile
Happy
Take a sip and for a while
Your thoughts are near, so clear
The voices you heard, you don't hear
Anymore
You pour another glass and a beer
It's so inviting, you don't know
If it's your friend or foe
Careless
A third one you pour, so
It will help you forget
About your troubles, you sweat
Profoundly
It blurs your mind, you fret
Takes control, you sigh
You're in its power, you cry
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| Reviewed by Amy Hudock |
10/5/2006 |
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| Fine work! |
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| Reviewed by Linda Hill |
7/11/2003 |
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Awesome poem Jim!
You capture it well..
People lose themselves
in alcohol to forget..
But they remember all
the more. Tears flow
as the alcohol takes
over...numbing , yet
hurting.
You protrayed this well.
You have talent , my friend.
~~Linda~~ |
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