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how sad!!
very astute observations in this one...what power demon alcohol excises over too many lives :( excellent poem, d'maas :rose:
maria
Not enough bar room poetry
This is a good one.
every
word counts in this poem. bravo.
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Maria! You took the words out of my mouth! I have met many like this- ladies, too. Aahhh... the choices we make! Good job, Darkmaas! Thanks!
What great imagery!
"maggots crawl
behind those sad sack eyes" made me shiver. The whole poem is spare - no wasted words. Perfect.
Bravo
Yup... it's the line about the maggots that tattoos this onto our minds forever. Garrison Keillor has a Lake Wobegon character named "Mr. Bergey" who could be your man. It's an archetype, isn't it? Well crafted.
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Over the hill and under the bottle
And the waitress shows wisdom beyond her years.
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