Brewding Poetry


 This poem has been added to my new blog along with other poems.  It can be found here.

"Eve"

 

 I. “New Year’s Eve”

 

Time flies

Before we realize

Not much time passed at all

We keep climbing up

The ladder just to fall

We’re not where we

Wanted to be, no, not at all

We’re high or we’re low

            or between

                        —Drop the damn ball—

It’s the first of our last

Days coming to a crawl

We drink and we drink

To cure all

            —Solutions—

It’s useless

We realize so we’ll make

            resolutions

To stop it, quit it

            but quitting’s

                         a delusion

Cause we’re hooked or trapped

            —Whatever you call the illusion—

And the last of the last

Comes, but how will you spend it?

Staring down an empty bottle

            or the barrel of a gun

                        —Yeah, you blew it—

Either way

            you wasted away

            this blessing

                        —Goddammit—

Treating life

            like a party

Yeah, you were

            Reckless

 At least you had fun

            driving all

            Defenseless.

You had fun, you had fun

Yeah, we’ve reached that

            Consensus.

 

II. “Christmas Eve”

 

What’s this

            I hear about you

                        serving a life sentence?

That’s right

            it’s just ten years

                        not enough for resentment

And it doesn’t matter

                        if you meant it

The court of law

            may be about motive

                        or intentions

But not life

            no, life’s about guilt

            and guilt’s about

                        repentence

Which we all know

            really means

                        life lessons

We learn

            or burn

            —Crash and burn—

In one

            and out one

            ear

Like the life

            you’re messing with when

            you’re out

                        Out on the town

            that night in May

                                    Maybe you remember

Of course I remember

Like it was

My first Christmas

            in December

I couldn’t sleep

A wink from

            anxiety and

            the way it tempered

My mind for

News

            I’d soon hear

            though my heart

            would take

            years, years, and years

            to become so weathered

Loss

            all cold

            all severed

Products

            from that night

             you delivered

Baggage

            I can’t forget.

I wish

            you’d never…

 

That night

My family lost

                                    One member.  

 

 

 

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