Staggered walk and squint vision
it was clear he was at the point
of no recollection,
heavy smell of rum on his breath
and his teeth stained brown,
and as he turned round he mumbled,
why is the sky upside down,
and he proceed to explain drunken dreams
of how he saw England win in 66,
but he is no more than 19,
then suddenly he said the
truest words I've ever heard,
he put his arm round my shoulder
and pulled me close,
and then proclaimed,
"did you know that relationships
that work, go through the same crap
as everyone else, they just don't
let it bring them down"
and then he let out a shrill laugh
and a smile,
and with that he was gone,
leaving all us still sober to look on
and say, bloody hell he was an odd one.

Comments
insertponceyfre... | June 22, 2010 - 18:41
andrew-evans I really like this poem. However, I'm not sure that recolition is actually a word. Quite happy to be corrected, but do you perhaps mean recollection? Or recognition? There are a couple of other typos, and it would really be worth sorting them out because this is otherwise so good
andrew-evans | June 22, 2010 - 21:19
Thanks for pointing out the mistakes, i've fixed it now, hope you like it
insertponceyfre... | June 23, 2010 - 04:16
Hi andrew - Julie's right - "pull my close" - and one more: "and the let out a shrill laugh" - should that be he?
Cavalcaderl | June 23, 2010 - 14:11
new andrew-evans
yes,agood poem I liked very much.
So true to life! but tiny mistake
to noticed bluddy is bloody and pull
my is pulled me close,sorry may get
red one hope.Beautiful Spring day as you
say Spring is going around.Had a mystery card once thought abroad garden deep in snow.But no it was here April 2008.never can trust the weather aye!
julie x
Cavalcaderl | June 23, 2010 - 19:08
New andrew-evans
Well done on the cherry!
You Should see my mistakes if I don't
check re-view it first,I try do now.
Can't do punctuation.This is perfect now.
julie xx