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whisky drinking world

Whisky drinking world

 

Observing a life turned backward

as he stares through

his curved full bottle of cheap whisky

hugging an empty glass

with anticipation in the eyes

at the thought of reverting

his view to the world

back to that which comforts him.

 

Glass full,

glass empty,

repetitively lifting hand to mouth,

drowning his body of tremors

in an internal bath of elixir,

there’s comfort in the burning of the throat

and a warming of the soul,

hazy distorted views soon hide life’s impurities.

 

Each flow of liquid down the gullet

distils the mind to a clearer

more elated memory of existence,

masking a troubled past

and providing a face of carnival celebration,

dancing of the hearts pulse begins,

thud, thud, thudding in a rhythm,

coordinating his out of time movements.

 

The bottle now dry and glass empty,

he stares back through this new translucence,

the visions now seen

were all he wished to recall,

haunting ghosts faded to alternate realities,

feeling refreshed in this bottle of safety;

this ship floating within a shimmery shell sensation.

◄ lamp light

the innocent cliffs ►

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chris dommett

Sat 6th Mar 2010 11:06

im glad you liked the poem and that both of you could relate to is message. rev two-sheds thanks for the possitive feed back on the line you liked. ill be posting more up soon so keep your eyes peeled and i hope you enjoy them just as much if not more. cheers.

<Deleted User> (7164)

Thu 4th Mar 2010 20:34

I quite enjoyed this poem, thankyou.
I know so many people like this.

Janet.x

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