Jared Pickett Poet Free verse

Random Thoughts*18* My Birthday

Twenty third of September
two thousand nine.
A night to remember
intoxicated,
the casino smells of pine.
I have just turned twenty nine...

Loud, 
a mixed crowd.
Drinking,
gambling,
I'm in the smokers lounge.
Hunting, 
I'm a sex hound.
Thinking,
while dancing.
We make our rounds.

R&B sounds,
Coming from above.
Dancing with fury,
drinking without care.
Tomorrow is going to hurt,
hungover, 
alone in my lair


Jared Pickett
9/26/09
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June 4, 2010 at 12:28 PM Wow this is so cool considering you don't drink! lol Sorry you were alone in your lair hungover! Cool poem and sounds like a real birthday party! Scarlett

James Fraser November 20, 2009 at 12:48 PM Kool poem Jared, i hope you had a great birthday >> James

Doris Culverhouse October 8, 2009 at 2:23 PM you have a good way of expressing common events.

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen September 27, 2009 at 8:18 AM Poor baby... the next day comes the pay!!! PAIN! Happy Belated Birthday, Jared. PS My daughter was born on Sept 23rd, too. 27 this year. NOW FOR THE SONG! Happy birthday to you. La, la, la! Happy birthday to you. La, la, la! Happy birthday dear Jared. La, la, la! Happy birthday to you. La, la, la! Sent with compassion... and fun!!! Lovingly, Dane

Moonbee Canady September 26, 2009 at 3:11 PM Oh... Young-un... Ain't It Great To Be Alive and Still Full of Jive (Smile) Loved This Poem... Brought Up Some Memories (Good Ones he! he! No One Could Beat Me On The Dance Floor (in my mind !!!!!) Can You Say Robot, Boys and Girls HA! Great Write Jared MoonBee

John Freeman September 26, 2009 at 12:33 PM Ten feet tall and bullet proof, on 100 proof, a four speed in the floor, and a fifth under the seat, the lady beside me, she's quite neat, courage in a bottle, as I hit the throttle, as I raise my bottle, they make them flat, so to see around them, were you're at, I was born in december, a 29 to remember! Selah, Smile,Sincerely, Moses "Happy Birthday" Jared!

Sara Kendrick September 26, 2009 at 4:11 AM Good that you had another birthday and lived to tell about it. Keep writing. Sara

Raul Moreno September 26, 2009 at 12:05 AM Like Charmaine, my mom is a Libra Sept 26. I am also 29, happy belated birthday...Raul

Charmaine Chircop September 25, 2009 at 11:47 PM a libra -good star-kind people mediators,my mum is a libra too,27th sept..this write is sweet,it reminds me of a poet Aaron Sebastien,you must read his work,its fun like yours--Excellen write,Charma