by Mark   Aug 14, 2017

Drink! Drink! A rowdy crowd sways
The heartfelt sighs of a hard day.
Braising smells after the whistling tells
Of roasts a-broil as hunger propels!

Sweet! Sweet! Bitter the beer
From cask of fire and source of cheer.
Rum and whisky flow the tide
Of inebriation - a mask we hide.

Sing! Sing! Chant the bar hymn.
Pitch be wild and volume to the brim.
Worriments of old sink and swim
Downed with ale, tonic and gin.

Play! Play! Spear the dart legs
Bullseyes met with the clinging of kegs.
The bettors release their nervous haze
Of rich tabacco lite a blaize.

Time! Time! The mornings well here
A few hours the sun will appear.
Toxins return violently to the floor Malaised, all, stumble to the door.


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  • 1 year ago

    by Glenn Gay

    I enjoyed this piece very much. Good Job!

  • 1 year ago

    by Em

    Drink! by Mark points: 4
    Mark has put his all into this piece about (in my opinion) a public house atmosphere and it's very well rhymed and I think somewhat fun. I love the pace of the lines. I appreciate the repetition because most drunks do repeat things, it's not something you see everyday but it hit the spot.

  • 1 year ago

    by Milly Hayward

    Loved this it conjured up very vivid imagery and had great rhythm and rhyme. An excellent piece x

  • 1 year ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    Love this!
    "Toxins return violently to the floor" GENIUS!
    For reasons I can't explain though (maybe I'm not 'poet-ey' enough yet) the image this conjured in my head was of an olde worlde pub of yore, with large tankards of ale being served by wenches! Lol.
    Great write :-)

    • 1 year ago

      by Mark

      That's the imagery I was trying to convey!! Well I was going to mention the 'wenches' lol...didn't want to offend

  • 2 years ago

    by Lucifer

    Another brilliant piece of work I read today.
    No doubts why it is nominated.

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