Free

You look askance because I'm drunk your nose a-twitch; I stink like skunk for days I've liquid-dined no solids only wine happily gorged on grog and gunk Once scrounging on the streets, homeless I now live life in blissful bliss of bondage I am free on one big drinking spree which in itself spells happiness With jeans and watch by Armani you, perfumed doll, though sober be to survival shackled securely manacled but guess who won the lottery? To you, Free. Sadly, our world is a judgemental one.

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Kim Van Breda

Date: 4/22/2013 11:42:00 PM

Good Tuesday Morning :) Being S/A's all our comments come in overnight from USA hey. Just stopping by to see if you have posted recently and came across this one-- I thought it very clever and so typical of our times. That being said, being a Capetonian.. I LOVE my wine. Great poem.. enjoyed it xx

Wandering Butterfly

Date: 7/11/2011 6:44:00 AM

this insightful piece deffinatly deserved more attention, every-one judges differently i guess, but It read like a winner to me...Randa

Judy Ball

Date: 7/8/2011 4:18:00 AM

Yes indeed my friend. Even though we shouldn't judge our neighbor we do. God Bless, JB

Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 6/26/2011 3:48:00 PM

Blissfully happy with crosseyed stares. A wonderful write on the shine of wine. :)

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/23/2011 9:10:00 PM

gosh, I sure would like to win a lottery!! Very interesting set of limericks, delysia. I wish you luck in the contest.

Ivor Davies

Date: 6/23/2011 3:58:00 PM

Certainly vintage this one....question is what year? :) hic!

Judy Ball

Date: 6/22/2011 6:06:00 PM

Hmmmm Sadly yes but for a reason. Though we shouldn't consider ourselves better than someone with a dependency we have to be careful or we could get pulled into the same hole with them, and it's hell in there not to mention so expensive it can rob you of everything you own. Including your self respect. That's not freedom my love, that's total enslavement. Good job here . God Bless, JB

Kabuteng P.Ink K.

Date: 6/20/2011 11:09:00 AM

Enjoyed reading your limerick series, Delysia :D and thank you for all your inspiring comments in mine :) keep writing! :D

Black Eyed Susan

Date: 6/20/2011 8:46:00 AM

apt and ironic title. good luck in the contest delysia! p.s. i hope it's not too much of a downer for her and consequently placed lower.

Sidney Hall Mad Poet

Date: 6/20/2011 6:25:00 AM

Excellent Limerick Girlfriend This is a winner in my book.

Nette Onclaud

Date: 6/19/2011 11:39:00 AM

got a good kick from this delysia.. really sparkles! winning luck to you..:) huggs, nette

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 6/19/2011 10:06:00 AM

Very witty ending to your limerick series, Delysia! I do hate to see people live life in a drunken state though. Guess if you win the lottery, you can afford to live anyway you choose. Unfortunately, DNA evidence HAS revealed that a great number of people executed for crimes were actually innocent. That's why I have problems with the death penalty. Had they been sentenced to life, they could have been released. Wishing you success in Francine's contest! Love, Carolyn