Blame Carol

[Don Roley]

Ok,
So Carol Kaur writes me a few days ago. I am in the midst of something that requires me to take medication and I can't drink booze. But she asks about my signature. Which right now reads,

I need a jug of wine and a book of poetry, Half a loaf for a bite to eat, Then you and I, seated in a deserted spot, Will have more wealth than a Sultan's realm." -The Ruba'iyat of Omar Khayyam

So I answer. But it gets me to thinking- always a dangerous situation.

I challenge the members of this forum to follow Omar's lead and mine and come up with a little piece of poetry. The requirements are that it involve you drinking a little bit of an adult beverage. And you must write about how you take pleasure in a simple pleasure. A pleasure that someone really poor would love to do, but can't. A book of poetry, a good book, a favorite movie, etc. Something that we can take pleasure in, but sometimes overlook in the rush of modern day living.

Oh, and it can't rhyme. That is just the rules.

This is my example, based on my experiences today- the first day I can drink and a day when I was left with the kids when my better half went shopping.

The kids drink lemonade and laugh at the teletubbies.
I drink blueberry wine and take pleasure in their laughter.
The yellow flowers of my yard can be seen through the screen open for the first time this spring.
What king can be as content as I?

 

[bushidomartialarts]

two beer drunk
that's what i call it when my shoulders relax
and the world becomes just this here now
sometimes it takes more than two
sometimes just one
but i call it two beer drunk

 

[MA-Caver]

I'm sorry, I gave up drinking some umpteen years ago
To ask me to do so again would violate principals that
I established to achieve this goal
Parts of me still wish that I could
Parts of me knows that I shouldn't
Parts of me is confident that I wouldn't...
Oh this wasn't supposed to rhyme...
Well, I'll do better next time.

 

[elder999]

Tequila in a salted glass
Cedar scented pillows
And her blonde hair reflecting the teepee's firelight
What a feast!!

 

[OnlyAnEgg]

She drinks saki
sipping gently, warming.
I dump mine in a potted plant
when she looks away.
I pour another for us
And wink, internally.

 

[terryl965]

Cherry wine to cry over
students beating each other up
beating myself to drink cherry wine
students drink cherry lemonade
now we all cry together
the lack of cherry wine

 

[tshadowchaser]

Shoes off feet up
A bottle of a fine beverage
relaxation after a days work
shoe off feet up
bottle almost gone
Reflecting on the days work

 

[HKphooey]

Captiva Sunset
Glass of Pino in hand
Gentle ocean breeze on my face
And my true love at my side

 

[Carol]

:roflmao:
:cheers:

 

[Carol]

Hot bath
Stepping in to the Sandalwood
Warm robe
Carpet massaging my bare feet
Cold Senshin
Heightening my enchantment with a New England storm

 

[stone_dragone]

The westerly wind makes that stupid duck's wings twirl;
not too much, just enough to whirr.
The greenbeans snap much easier than I remember.
Next door moron racing down the dirt road;
gonna kill hissef some day.
Trixie and Athena playing in the yard;
gonna kill themsefs some day if they don't get out of the sun.
Lager in a can; I prefer bottles.
Another one? Sure, Dad. I'll get it. You watch the boy.

I love this place.

 

[Don Roley]

Great responses folks.

It is a delicate balance between talking about alchohol to poke fun in the seriousness that some poetry takes and not sounding like you are in need of rehab.

I love the way you guys have latched onto the idea that there are certain things that you can do to take pleasure in that even a sultan, king or CEO can't take more pleasure in. That was the purpose of my idea. The smell of sandlewood, a breeze on our face or watching children playing in a yard are pleasures that some do not have, but we do. But we tend to not take notice of these treasures in front of us. And the simple pleasure of the smell or the sight is the same for the most elite and the most base person if only they take the time to notice.

We are surrounded by so much that people only a few generations ago would love to have. But we don't take the time to notice in our desire for more. I rejoice in the fact that so many of you seem to realize that there can be pleasure in the simple things around you if only you open your eyes and see.

:drinkbeer

 

[DngrRuss]

Training hard again,
Pain racks my well worn muscles.

Pushing my students,
They stare at me like I have three heads.

Teaching my daughter,
A princess at home and a princess in the dojang.

My son is two,
A vicious savage turns uber cute in moments.

My wife is the boss,
When did I surrender without firing a shot?

I take my first drink of ice-cold beer,
And they wonder why I drink.....