Helen J Radford Poet Free verse

Twisted Bitterness

He sinks further into bitterness 
with each sip of oblivion....... 
slurping....gulping grudges and blame 
with every malicious mouthful. 

He remains suspended in cynicism; 
hurtling missiles of misery mixed 
with murky twisted memories in an 
attempt to justify his tangled truth. 

Untruths in reality, but his realism 
is unreal.....swishing, diluted by 
the destruction of hate; imbibed with 
one more beer or glass of Merlot. 

How sad this man frozen in animosity. 
What a waste of precious time. 
Life languishing in antipathy. 
Pathetic intemperance....... 

Put that bottle down sir - 
drink this instead, savour it, 
smell the bouquet, Beaujolais... 
swallow the future, and spit out the past.

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Joanna Smith February 18, 2010 at 12:56 PM This piece i think was meant for me to read, not for myself but for my step dad, he is your poem to the T and i love him very much and try to help, i will print this out a nd have him read it! i especially loved that last stanza. i also thought that the imagery in this poem was wonderful. i also liked that metaphor about gulping grudges. thank you so much for this write! =)Jo