Freddie Robinson Jr. Poet Dramatic Verse

Empty Bottle Life

Just another caterpillar afternoon,
inching along lazily;
Skin feeling how faint the prairie wind blow,
time no longer telling you 
	       how slow the summer grass grow
So you take another sip of blackberry boredom Bordeaux,
as the sun and your insides warm you
Pear-shaped tears now fully ripe,
puts you in the mood for some mellow regret ...
Got no kids, 
got no wife
So you just take another sip
from a nearly empty bottle life
You spilt a lot of your fine good wine long ago;
wasted a lot of your youthful years
running in and out of bars, jails and bordellos
All of your acquaintances are people you barely know,
and your most fond, intimate memories
					comes from a radio
So you go give yourself one last toast
from that almost empty bottle ...
Now you’re about ready to close your eyes,
and dream of another lazy, morning sunrise
Sadly, you got nobody around to give cheers
to your empty bottle life


This poem was inspired from a poem titled "Only A Game" 
by the talented poet, Phil Capitano

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Lisa Ricci June 24, 2017 at 6:08 AM Good Morning Freddie. My goodness this is very sad. Your words reach the reader with such thought expression and emotion. Honestly. May the bottle never be empty. Have a wonderful morning and day. Well done and expressed.

Phil Capitano June 22, 2017 at 8:39 AM Sharp, precise, witty, gritty, Freddie you cut me to the core with your brilliance, your pen is laser-like exposing the parts of life that don't get seen. Thanks for the call-out, you muse me too.

Demetrios Trifiatis June 22, 2017 at 5:53 AM Very profound and challenging poem that we can learn a lot of lessons dearest, Freddie! Didactic!

Anne-Lise Andresen June 21, 2017 at 6:55 PM - From the title I could feel it was a sad poem, Freddie - The bottle is a lonely friend, great written - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Charlie Smith June 21, 2017 at 3:54 PM Reminds me of someone I usta be Freddie, well done my friend...

White Wolf June 21, 2017 at 2:24 PM Yes, Sad, but a very enjoyable read nonetheless! Phil is a great poet too! Just as you are RW!

Chris Green June 21, 2017 at 1:41 PM This was sad my friend but you had me at the opening line. "Just another caterpillar afternoon" How cool was that. After reading that I had no choice, the poem hooked me, sad or not. Really nicely done.

Daniel Turner June 21, 2017 at 9:36 AM Very sad, Freddie but it's wonderful Phil's poem inspired you to write:) GREAT job!