People in rooms

Gold cherry
Poem of the week

By Esmerelda-O

Tue, 12 May 2015
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12 comments
 

I tempt fate.

I give it red eyes and sharp teeth

and ways of knowing the things I fear.

I should learn to shut my mouth.

I’m trying my best to survive here,

sitting on this hard wooden chair

with my chin resting on my hand

resting on my arm leaning on my elbow.

I’m doing the best I can here as I sit

looking out at another fading day with

the bridge in the distance seeming to say,

come here, follow me.

Good men and good women still die alone.

I stand and push back the chair,

a pained scraping noise on the floor.

Moving quietly to the other side of the room

I lie down on the bed and pick up Bukowski,

wishing I had money for beer.

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Comments

Submitted by scratch on

'Good men and good women still die alone.'

Bleak but great.  

 

Submitted by love_writing on

Last two lines tie up the poem nicely. Loving Bukowski poetry just now.

love_writing

Submitted by airyfairy on

I particularly liked the bit about fate.  Don't think I've heard it put better. 

Submitted by Bee on

There's so much I can relate to in this. It's just brilliant!

Bee

Submitted by scratch on

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Submitted by jolono on

You had me once at "Good men and good women still die alone."

Then you mention Bukowski and my heart starts to leap like a jelly frog. This is great.... really great.

 

Submitted by VeraClark on

Ah, it's bleak reality and so artfully arranged.

 

Submitted by blighters rock on

Bukowski or beer, now there's a quandary. Blinding visuals on this

 

Submitted by london_calling79 on

Lonely. Powerless. Sympathetic. Efficient. I should add jealous in there too to add to the gamut of emotions this poem made me feel.

 

Submitted by socialeaf on

I've come back to this a few times yesterday and today. This is the sort of poem I aspire to write. It conjures up such a distinct mood and image with so few words- alchemy. The best poem I've read for ages.

Roy 

 

Submitted by loquaciousicity on

 An interesting poem!

Submitted by Art of the Diver on

Wow... excellent range of moods all lined up and impatient to get out, but you tightened the drawstring, just enough to keep them in their respective places... enjoy your beer & cheers, to a very good read.

Did I say.... WOW!