Its Just My Current Situation, So Theres No Title.

Here I sit at home at night
Drinking beer while nothing seems right.
I listen to the same French song
This has been going on much too long.

With poetry I feel that I begin nearly
To see some things a little more clearly
My mind and the page are a powerful fusion
Or perhaps they are no more than a common illusion

I feel my path is no longer pure
But as to why I'm not so sure.
So I feel all that I do now is a sin.
But still, I long for my life to begin…

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btw, if you wana hear the french song i was talking about here it is. 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NrgcRvBJYBE.

its really cool and mellow, and surprisingly from the 50's.
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Fraser Avatar
July 9, 2010 at 4:02 PM
Graham, thanks kindly for your comments on Six Sixty Six. It's for the contest of for numbers by Deborah Guzzi. I have no fears about writing about anything as I am a something that's everywhere. I so enjoy writing listening to music with a small drink, just koolio >> James
Rich Avatar
July 4, 2010 at 1:52 PM
Enjoyed reading your poetry today.. I'm new to the soup so I hope you have an open mind as far as poetry. Enjoy ya day.
Tideswell Avatar
July 1, 2010 at 10:21 AM
Hi Graham, alcohol and music, a lethal combination for me, I do far too much thinking. Love that line - 'my mind and the page are a powerful fusion'. I be sure to look up that song. (Just one edit if you don't mind me saying - im / I'm) Enjoyed the read, thanks ~ Sharon :)
Eakin Avatar
June 30, 2010 at 3:36 PM
actually theres no way that songs from the 50's, my friend must be sh*t'n me
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