My Alcoholic Queen

Gold cherry

By smokejack

Mon, 16 Feb 2015
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7 comments
 

The door was open just enough

To let last night’s ghost sneak away

Like morning mist floating high

Disappearing into the day

 

Birdsong with its broken chorus

Seemed they sang a curious tune

Did they see what you did last night

All alone under that full moon

 

I crept inside with my eyes closed

Hoping to see something new

But my pessimism laughed and sighed

The picture was an old one of you

 

I saw the cobwebs on your mirror

The dust upon your window pane

Dead coal smoulders in the fireplace

The carpet’s full of red wine stains

 

Your clothes are scattered on the floor

There’s dishes piled high in the sink

I’m counting all the empty bottles

Because I know how much you can drink

 

You’re fast asleep on the couch

Covered in your favourite coat

I have to admire your ability

To keep yourself alive and afloat

 

I make strong coffee, shake you awake

You open one eye slowly to survey

Hoping you recognise the furniture

And the lingering scent of decay

 

I sit waiting for your tears to fall

Ready to hear your rehearsed speech

I know I know you will change

When I’m no longer within reach

 

© JMcN2015

Certificate U
Poem
Romance
Drama

Comments

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

So touching.

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Very much enjoyed your poem, it had a message in it for me, that sometimes when we care about someone too much, we make it too easy for them to continue in bad ways.

Congrats on the cherries.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by celticman on

great tonic

 

Submitted by Bee on

I like the slightly wry undertone that doesn't detract from the reality and familiarity of seeing it through sober eyes of the narrator. It's loving and quite sad that each seems to know it can only go on so long. I thought the rhyming worked with, rather than against the subject, adding a touch of irony -(just my opinion) - I liked it. So many bits to pick out - 

'To let last night’s ghost sneak away

Like morning mist floating high

Disappearing into the day' - thought this was a great opener. I really liked this poem.

 

Bee

Submitted by agnosticnun on

Harshly real, especially that last line. Zing!

Kristi

Submitted by smokejack on

Thank you all for kind comments folk! It is much appreciated and glad you liked the poem.

Very kind of you all to take time out to read this piece.

 

Jack

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