whiskey and words

whiskey and words

A Poem by Emily B

whiskey may be
important, but
i swear,
i've gotten drunker
on words
than i ever did
on bourbon
and I never
mix
the two

© 2010 Emily B


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Love this because it speaks to me. I love how you can write so much sober. I'm like that too become too tired to write if I drink too much. Yet, I love the taste of whiskey. What makes this poem so perfect and superlative is the mixture of two concepts people wouldn't usually write about together, many would speak about them together, there is an honesty and bravery in being able to pen this sublime poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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I have never,ever, ever, ever taken a drink of alchohol in my entire life.
Yet people always accuse me of being drunk when they pop in on me and
find me laid out on the floor or staggering out of my computer room with
slured speech or my pink blanket discheveled. "I have gotten drunker on
words that I ever could on bourbon". Thanks for sharing this poem with us
Ms Emily.....hder.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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lol, I love this write Em, I have too!

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Emily, this is just so brilliantly succinct. How much better it will always be to be immersed in the universe, rather than in in a bottle of soured corn! And how much less often you fall down as well!


Posted 12 Years Ago


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...
. oh, it's awesome to read this gem of a sparkling poem again ...
. you are a genius ...

Posted 12 Years Ago


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If you wanna run cool
You got to run
On heavy, heavy fuel

(Mark Knopfler)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Let me just pour you a few more stanzas my dear.
What are one or two more sentences to one as lovely as you!
Pull up a porch chair and let me open a fresh flask.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Stunning, and to the point, as many can learn from you! I agree! do not ever mix the two!!!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

very well understood...

Posted 12 Years Ago


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I agree. Me neither. This is an important declaration:)

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Emily B
Emily B

Richmond, KY



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