'Don't Try'

By Ewan

Fri, 28 Aug 2009
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No glowering moon to outshine the stars.                                                                         
It's darker now, on the steps of bars,
where the streetlamps litter their broken glass.
Down in the gutter, this too shall pass.

A bottle in the pocket, I'm a quarter to me:
I'm not blind drunk - it's just hard to see.
Arms round a wheely bin, holding on for love.
I'll get up by daylight, if push comes to shove.
Whistle me a tune from Father Goose,
get down the beach-front - let the demons loose.
A pint of bitterness, a shot of gall
- a drink to be happy - or not be at all.
I've got purple liquids I like to sup.
I'm down, I'm out and I've given up,
What I really want will happen soon,
at least that's what I'll tell the moon.

Footnote:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C-F3vSrJIUQ&feature=related

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Comments

Submitted by Beeme on
I really enjoyed this. The poem is great on its own and even better with the picture,the rhyme worked really well. I especially liked these lines; 'No glowering moon to outshine the stars. It's darker now, on the steps of bars,' 'I've got purple liquids I like to sup. I'm down, I'm out and I've given up.' Beeme xx

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Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
I think, that from now on, we will see a lot of photos/pics added to pieces on the site. It opens up a whole new dimension and in the case of pieces like lenchenelf's 'Greenwood Kindling', goes together like the proverbial Love & Marriage, with one enhancing the other. This is another case in point and works really well; jogging the conscience at a higher level than the poem alone. Nice one, well done. Chris