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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  • 3 years ago

    by Once an Angel

    Hahaha, definitely screams of my old bar days. What perfect imagery you painted. :)

  • 4 years ago

    by Brittany Klein

    I loved this!

    I read it once, and then read it a second time and I felt like I got a beat going in my head of the olden times in a pub sloshing beer all over by clinking mugs with each other, chanting a song of the ages! I don’t know if that made sense or not lol. But I loved the rhythm of this piece!
    Your did great! 5/5

  • 5 years ago

    by Glenn G

    I enjoyed this piece very much. Good Job!

  • 6 years 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.

  • 6 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

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

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