Wayne Emerson Tidwell Poet Rhyme

Farewell

Farewell to the pubs
the bars and the stores

Farewell to saloons
and the swinging of doors

Farewell to the nights
of stumbling home

Farewell to the fights
that hurt me alone

Farewell to the grip 
of the bottle at last

I say to the demons
You can kiss my ass.

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Carrie Richards December 7, 2008 at 1:12 PM Good luck with saying farewell...and congratulations on this poem being featured this week. Takes a stong person to say goodbye once and for all. Carrie

John Heck December 5, 2008 at 4:55 PM Wayne - Congratulations on your featured write this week! Peace always and may you and your loved ones have a Happy & Healthy Holiday season. John

Ronda Aldridge December 3, 2008 at 1:46 PM Wow...now that sounds like someone has had enough....isn't that pressure just so debilitating...good luck and I am printing your poem for a friend...he says pretty much the same thing all the time and can relate...thanks for the honesty and Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.....Ronda

Carol Sunshine Brown December 2, 2008 at 4:32 PM Congratulations on your well deserved poetry being featured this week. Love, Carol

Sharon Winter December 1, 2008 at 4:37 PM Good for you and congrats on an awesome featured write! Love, Shar

Vince Suzadail Jr. December 1, 2008 at 12:42 PM Congratulations Wayne on this poem of victory being featured. Few understand the battle. "Farewell" says it all. God Bless. Vince

Michael Jordan November 30, 2008 at 9:41 PM Hi Wayne this is a great poem - Loved the ending - Congratulations on being featured God Bless, MJ