Gail Foster Poet Rhyme

Drunk, With Love

Today, in Bath, I saw a drunk
Embrace the world with open arms
He'll be, by when the sun has sunk
Not quite so eager for her charms
And there'll be anger, old regrets
And sorry tears for lovers lost
And in the morning, shakes and sweats
And reasons to count up the cost
But for a moment, can in hand
The world's an oyster full of pearl
More glorious than God had planned
His beautiful, belovéd girl

© Gail Foster 15th February 2017

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Jannie Breedt March 17, 2017 at 4:14 PM Ps. I quit too Gail Foster March 20, 2017 at 6:51 AM Bless you for that

Jannie Breedt February 23, 2017 at 1:53 AM I concur with Michael. It reminds me of the song with similar sentiments " Amsterdam" by jacques Brel translated by rod mcCuen. What a brilliant write Gail Foster February 25, 2017 at 5:00 AM Thank you so much. His face, Jannie, it was radiant. I remember that feeling well. I no longer drink.

Michael Coy February 15, 2017 at 3:32 PM This is superb, Gail. You've eschewed punctuation - rightly - and this gives the poem a rush, rather like your subject's Special Brew rush. The rhymes give it the insistence of a hangover. Quite the best thing I've read in months! Michael Gail Foster February 20, 2017 at 9:17 AM Thank you very much, Michael, I'm so glad you enjoyed it. I no longer imbibe but I remember that feeling well! All the best to you.