Craig Cornish Poet Rhyme

The Morning After

Cursed that eve as daylight waned,
frivolity danced in the lane -
my young mind was half insane
partaking of the juniper.

She kissed me - I danced with her,
the berry of the conifer
until the room was all a blur,
so dizzy as I spun.

A race begun that can't be won -
blind pursuit of too much fun,
painful light of morning sun -
the payback of the gin.

Can't remember where I've been,
paying now for last night's sins -
tsunami rolls with sick chagrin
and drowns the morning after.


A college memoire---1970

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Connie Pachecho December 27, 2017 at 8:29 PM this is the type of poem i read 3-4 times, in succession, absorbing every word, because it was that interesting and good. there's a few pointers (juxtaposition ?) i picked up here, thanks. Craig Cornish December 30, 2017 at 3:29 PM Connie, Thanks, very kind of you!

CayCay Godwin December 27, 2017 at 6:12 PM So, you did college right? Worshiped the porcelain! Ergh, I hate that feeling! Not a good drinker. But I love the inebriated waltz you just took me on, it was just perfect in rhyme and length to entertain and delight me. A joy to read, Craig. Poetry hugs ... CayCay Craig Cornish December 27, 2017 at 6:46 PM LOL--thxCayCay---otherwise known as driving the porcelain G reyhound---8-)

Arturo Michael December 27, 2017 at 5:03 PM Night fun morning disaster... but in the end happily ever after... Thank God...All the best Craig Craig Cornish December 30, 2017 at 3:30 PM 8-) So far Arturo--THX!