Going out drinking:
There was a lot of that
When I was younger.
Perhaps my vision was slower then,
As I sat at the bar with my beer,
Half a pint, or once in a while
A brandy, and felt I was seeing clearly.
Everyone was so handsome and beautiful
And everything was so interesting,
Even the battered mugs behind the bar,
The ones that belonged to the regulars.
My wits weren't slower!
All the conversation was so witty.
Too bad I could remember only scraps
When I awoke next day.
My temper wasn't any less sweet!
I was just sharper and more assertive
And part of the witty conversation.
My legs weren't wobbly!
I was just wending my way home,
Enjoying the 2:00 a.m. scenary.
There was a carefreeness to that time.
I wasn't destroying my liver.
I ws just having fun.
Author notes
Believe me, this is a commemoration of chaos.
In a list
A contest entry
- Random Thoughts by rustynite.
1500 points, ended November 25, 2007, 6 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Chaotic Poetry by Melodies.
600 points, ended January 11, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Ah, how horribly true about drinking...
...I am so impressed by this poem… made me really appreciate your talent. The imagery here is so fine! A poem that makes the reader think and admire. Clever as all... 
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Wonderful
Very well done. Great take on the prompt. Best of luck in the contest.
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haha LOL, I looooovvve it!
It's really random, and pretty funny too!
'There was a carefreeness to that time.
I wasn't destroying my liver.
I was just having fun.' Love it!
what a way to end a fabulous poem!
Sleep-N -
wow this really is totally random! pretty confusing too, but I still understood parts of it
but seriously.. if this isn't random, I have no idea what is.
Loved reading your poem
Sleep-N
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