Frederic Parker Poet Rhyme

Oh Whiskey

Oh whiskey.Why have you come here tonight?
What door was opened for you to enter?
Leave!So I may not taste your cruel delight.
As I quit.You will not be my mentor

Strength is taken when you are my shaman.
No healer are you, feasting on weekness.
How do I heal when I'm preyed upon?
And succumb to your evil cold bleakness.

Go!With remorse, for I won't embrace you.
I've no need to feel the emptiness you bring.
A harlot to broken hearts, you witch's brew.
The payment you ask is a costly thing.

I rebuke you!I'll fight you alone.
I'll measure my healing with time, I own

contest Addictive Poetry
Frederic Parker
8/21/14

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Carolyn Devonshire August 21, 2014 at 10:40 PM Dear Frederic, The last relationship I had (and it will be the LAST ever) ended due to chronic abuse of whiskey. When a man is so out of it that he calls a woman by another name, it's time to leave. From the clarity of your writing I doubt this is a genuine addiction, but I do admire the thought as well as they way you wrote it! Love, Carolyn Frederic Parker August 22, 2014 at 1:26 PM you are astute and correct my poetic friend