On the Eve

The revelers will party.
The champagne corks will pop,
While I’m at home and won’t partake – 
No, not a single drop.

As friends and family gather
To welcome in the year,
I will not join them; rather I
Will watch TV from here.

I’m feeling sick on New Year’s Eve;
No merriment – instead,
I’ll dream about the countdown
While I’m zonked out in my bed.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Rigoler Avatar
January 2, 2019 at 7:32 PM
Same with me. Never was a big new year's eve celebrant anyway. On my poem about poets and critics, I'm with you. Most contemporary poets are unreadable as far as sense is concerned. For me clarity is everything. / M
Allison Avatar
January 1, 2019 at 5:18 PM
aww Ilene so sorry you are under the weather, the dull grey days don;t help either - we have all been ill over the Christmas period so can sympathise. Get well soon and Happy New Year to you and your family:-) hugs Jan xx
Gauthier Avatar
December 31, 2018 at 8:23 PM
It's rough feeling miserable in bed while the party's going on elsewhere... but it would be so much worse if you actually had to get out there and fake being well. Pamper yourself and get well soon, Ilene. There will be another party next year.
Sands Avatar
December 31, 2018 at 5:45 PM
I hope you feel better soon! Happy New Year :)
Rodrigues Avatar
December 31, 2018 at 5:37 PM
Sorry to hear you’re not well! Hope you get the sleep you need to wake up strong for the New Year. Great poem, regardless!
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