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Sipping The Lonesome Drink

Kenneth, loves satire and writings to spotlight others, but he also has an "addiction" so to speak, to dramatic and abstract/prose poetry.

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I hate you, rain and how you tease my pain
I only have a deserted road, an empty room
And a darkness that still remains.
Forget the joy! Forget the sun! I see only doom.

We were friends true and sure of life
Bonding days and nights in hand
I had dreamed of you being my lover, my wife.
So slides down the secrets in the sand.

One step and then another, all I have to see
Are dark rays through dead trees
And a pretty good home if you're alone like me.
But a lonely man doesn't sing a serious song,
He's lost his spirit and every life he sees.

Rains came easy to her and our early time
She had dreams and I sang songs.
No pain can stop "it" when he snaps his line.
A heart has broken, a spirit now longs.

Sip slowly the lonesome drink
Ne'er look up; ne'er sigh.
"It" has taken my joy. . .
my sight . . .my adventure to think.

Dance with me at sundown
One more sundown for me.
Walk easy with a dark, lonely town.
Wake up and feel the hymnal songs,
What I feel is death . . .
Coldness, a shape without the sea.

If only I could hold her at a stolen midnight
Then her scent I would see.
My heart would beat happy and sleep at night
But me? What's about this lifeless me?

I'll sit muted at dark highway's side
Easing into death and shadows fine.
Dreaming of a love, a love past ocean tide.
She is mine. She is mine.

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© 2018 Kenneth Avery

Comments

Kenneth Avery (author) from Hamilton, Alabama on August 04, 2018:

Elijah -- great comment. Thanks for staying to the end. I appreciate that very much.

Kenneth Avery (author) from Hamilton, Alabama on August 04, 2018:

Mr. Happy -- thanks a lot for your comments. I think that you would be a wonderful poet producer. I am serious. At least you and I aren't working for some secret government agency decoding other codes that some other military has sent and somehow got to us.

Life CAN be good--it all depends on . . .(YOU FILL IN THE BLANK).

Kenneth Avery (author) from Hamilton, Alabama on August 04, 2018:

Hi, Gypsy Rose Lee -- "Thank you so much for this (and all) of your very, very kind comments. I wonder many times if I am worthy of such sweet words and thoughts you give me. But in all sincerity, I Appreciate YOU and your talent so much.'

"Keep in touch."

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on July 31, 2018:

Loved this. Many moments of lonesome cocktails have passed that bring poignant memories.

Mr. Happy from Toronto, Canada on July 30, 2018:

I don't know ... Even for a hardcore introvert like me, this sounds a little on the dark side. Or, maybe the sad side.

Forgive me, I do not do poems much (as in reading them; I certainly never try to write them) but I do try once in a while. So, I tried lol

Alrighty, moving along. Haha!! ; )

Elijah A Alexander Jr from Washington DC on July 30, 2018:

Yes, Kenneth, that sounds like real lonesome drink, well written and interesting to the end.