I am youngish -
Desirous.
Why am I here wasting away with you?
When all you do is drink and stew
And marinate?
Why am I your prisoner
Living sorrow and regret?
The wine has pickled your brain,
And I can only see you with disdain.
My eyes are olives at this point,
Saturated, also, in your brine.
I wish that I could drink this disappointment away,
And forget the all-of-it.
There's nothing left,
Only heartache at the bottom.
I'm Virginia, you're the wolf.
Better smoke 'em if you've got 'em.
Here, let's crack another bottle.
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Author:
Eulalie Ayers (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
what skill you showcase, dear Poet
'imagery, intertwined
within metaphors, that themselves
are threaded to a theme, curating
that core spine of your poems
loud, volition!'
I bow, to you far superior
poetic talent
keep inking, growing - soaring
as long as you're enjoying it
i wish you
all the success, you seek!
thank you! for choosing to share
Thank you very much. That is the kindest feedback I've ever received! 😊 I poked around your profile a bit and can see that you are far more seasoned a poet than myself, and I enjoyed your work quite a bit. If you liked this one of mine I think I just got lucky. I went to bed after writing it feeling pretty badly about my skill, or lack thereof.
Anyways, your words puff me up - not too much, but just enough to inspire me to keep trying and to work on perfecting the craft. Many thanks!
Wonder if anyone walks straight into a proper relationship without hitting the odd disaster along the way.
Your graphic and title are perfect. I love to read poems aloud. For me it gives an added dimension to the whole experience, and in reading your poem it just pops. You've tackled this relationship head on with the seriousness that it deserves, but in flowing rhyme which adds to its impact. I especially love the last 3 lines, just that pinch of irony brings it full circle. Beautifully done!
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