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Closing Time: rime couée
Down at the bar we sit and wait, as if our glory days, so great, still might return anon. We act younger throughout the night, so we forget, while we get tight, that halcyon is gone. And all the girls … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, age, drinking, French verse forms, glory days, illusion, poetic forms, rime couée
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A Toast to Anacreon
Come, pour me a glass of that wonderful stuff that once is begun is not ever enough; and under whose influence we learn to bluff, imagining ourselves immortal and tough. Come, pour me a round of ambrosial brew and join … Continue reading
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Tagged alcohol, anacreonics, daily poems, drinking, futility, NaPoWriMo, toasts
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If I Were, When I Was, What I Am
If I were still a drinking man, I’d say I need a shot; but as my self-made realm is dry I think I’d better not. If I were still procuring weed, I’d want to roll a joint; but all I’ve … Continue reading
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Tagged acceptance, drinking, frustration, medication, regrets, relaxation, self-medication
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