Visit my Lounge (poem) by E T Waldron on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on May 4, 2008

well said

Reviewed on January 13, 2008

The beauty of this, is tomorrow no one will remember or truly care, and that's what one wanted - a place to 'let it all hang out,' or pretend. Always thought that these hang-outs were safe, but beware ...

God bless you. Kathy

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on January 13, 2008

i was a bartend in Manhattan and no wider cross-section of saints & sinners flowed through the spirits at the "DugOut" ... started off my days of psychoanalyst there ;) ... thanx for this poem, it brought out memories i haven't had in a while ...

Reviewed by Morning Star

Reviewed on January 12, 2008

Yes a bartender is the one you
Tell your problems too, while enjoying a drink
Now you don't have to pay a psychologists
And the lounge is more fun!
Very interesting write!
Peace Love and hugsss....Morning Star

Reviewed by Sandra Corona

Reviewed on January 12, 2008

Interesting write, well done as always. My older sister drank--too much--and I cleaned up after her. Fortunately I didn't follow in her footsteps.

Love,
Sandy

Reviewed by Dale Clark

Reviewed on January 12, 2008

Ah, yes indeed! lol so true Eileen,
as having frequented a few. ;)
...and I have talked with a few shrinks :)
...over a few drinks...those days are over lol

Reviewed by Randall Barfield

Reviewed on January 12, 2008

ha! good and funny. cheers

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on January 12, 2008

Enjoyed the write but especially the truth in your final line

Reviewed by Rebecca Lerwill

Reviewed on January 12, 2008

As much I enjoued your poem, just as much I enjoyed the comments below. Life itself is a coctail bar - or so someone once said.
Love,
Becca~

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on January 12, 2008

The spice of life huh,,lol,,,crazy world,,,,,I wonder if the barbers hear so much,,hmmmmn with no alcohol,,, I say the bartenders win hands down.......
Love, Christine

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on January 12, 2008

That crowd is my kind of crowd, noisy liers, funny walking, uninhibited drinking, moral wasteland, horrendous loud music...so I can complain afterwards all righteous about human decadence.
Barky!!!pour another double rum with a twist of lime!!!
"twenty bucks? are you kidding me? Ok, pour another one"
Georg

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on January 11, 2008

What better way to wash all those troubles away, but to share it all with fine drinks and good friends...

Be safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on January 11, 2008

A lover of dogs was Ed,
He came in for a nightcap before bed,
A bit of scotch he did drink, and ate some toasted bread,
He was a weird sort, but not someone I could believe of others would behead...e

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on January 11, 2008

Outstanding write Eileen
Sounds like a kool hangout
a nice place to drink one's troubles away
Peace & love be with you

William

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on January 11, 2008

Right on the money Sis! In my younger newspaper days in Savannah we closed the paper down and went over to Pinkie Masters for Scotch and pinball and for breakfast at Johnny Ganems. Those were the same nights as Jim Williams and Danny Hansford and the pies Jim was famous for. The nightlife of Savannah then was making it's own news...later to be heralded in "Midnight In The Garden of Good and Evil." Those times are legend now and the characters you wrote about in your poem were running neck and neck to the characters in Savannah back then abd many were friends while others were mere aquaintances.
Love,
Susan

Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER

Reviewed on January 11, 2008

You where deep into the cocktail of the human condition, you also know how to mix a drink or two, as you do words, Bless you!
Jasmin Horst

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on January 11, 2008

Interesting write; love the restaurant type abiance! Very well penned; brava! But I'll pass on the drinks, am on medication; have enough trouble walking sober!! LOL

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)

Reviewed on January 11, 2008

I bet you had a lot of great experieces with your business.
With love,
Ron

Reviewed by Suzie Palmer

Reviewed on January 11, 2008

Yes, yes love it Eileen!! It does take both saints and sinners to build a nation.............. and as we know 'there is no saint without a past, and no sinner without a future!
Have missed reading you!
Love and friendship,
Suzie xox :-D

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on January 11, 2008

Bartenders are truly unsung heroes for what they hear and keep quite about. A few of them listened to my woes. You have much to fire your imaginative muse if you ever let it go.

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on January 11, 2008

That's nowt lass, I've done 5 brain surgery's today, after landing the space shuttle home....

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on January 11, 2008

Eileen,

This is creatively penned, these character sketches make me want to hear more about their lives. Well done, my (((friend)))!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on January 11, 2008

Hah!!! I'm glad I didn't recognize myself in that bunch . . . Or did I? . . . You could write a complete novel taking place in twenty-four hours of a place like yours . . . And they have I believe . . . Good stuff here, Eileen . . .