following Naomi’s theme – I didn’t write this drunk, but I’m posting it after (amidst, really) celebrating my partner’s birthday. I made marinated chicken and asparagus and salad with raw beets, plus garlic bread. we decided to get the most out of our bottle of chardonnay, and drank it shots-style. pure class, over thisaway.
Posts Tagged ‘drunk’
Ellusion
Saturday, March 28th, 2009Troll Troubles
Saturday, March 14th, 2009It’s not easy
They never said it was, but it’s not
This skin I’m in
It’s not like yours
Memories leave a bad taste
Like old meat caught in my back teeth
Talk to me
Don’t talk to me
Don’t look at me that way
I need another drink
The drunken troll’s lament, a haiku.
Saturday, March 14th, 2009Grunts slurred and tusks bared,
This inebriated oaf,
Bottles up sorrow.
Because Charlie is an inspiration to us all.
Trolls are sad drunks…
Friday, March 13th, 2009
Trolls are sad drunks.
My challenge to you: Write a poem about the sad, sad, drunken troll. Come on. You know you want to. Besides, it might cheer him up. And a little FYI, stories are acceptable in lieu of poems.
