Whiskey On a Cold Afternoon

My thoughts of you are like whiskey on a cold afternoon. 

Painful to swallow and blurry.

 There was a really good thing right in front of my eyes, I didn't need a lifetime with you to realize that. 

 As the sky was starting to fall into darkness, I started to fall apart.

"Tell me what to say so I don't lose you again" he said.  

There was a reason I collided into you.

 Maybe it was life, trying to teach me a lesson. 

A lesson that's going to make me a stronger woman. 

Maybe it was God, trying to make a fool out of me. 

 Maybe the whiskey is all that I have left of you. 

"You broke my heart" I said at last. 

 "But yet left me smiling."

Reviews

[Dr. YumnaKay]

"There was a reason I collided into you.
Maybe it was life, trying to teach me a lesson.
A lesson that's going to make me a stronger woman.
Maybe it was God, trying to make a fool out of me.
Maybe the whiskey is all that I have left of you."
The "maybe's" in our lives stay with us for a long time... This is heart-touching..
Though I have no idea how "whiskey on a cold afternoon" feels like, still nice impression.. Good work here! I loved reading this..

[Giulia King]

Unfortunately they do..
Thank you so much for reading Yumna! Always appreciated :)

[Dr. YumnaKay]

You are welcome, Gullia! Always a pleasure 😊

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Gullia King,
Even though the memory of sadness in this relationsip is cold and the drink leaves the heart empty...........yet..."left me smiling." Whiskey on a cold afternoon as a title was an expression to intrigue the reader, it sure did that for me.

[Ardra]

Maybe it was life, trying to teach me a lesson.
A lesson that's going to make me a stronger woman.
Maybe it was God, trying to make a fool out of me.

its painfully beautiful... thanks for sharing the wonderful creation

[Giulia King]

Thank you for reading dear Ria! :)

[Alessander]

I DO know what whiskey on a cold afternoon feels like.
In some ways, it's surreal cuz usually ppl drink whiskey at night, or to party, or maybe to wallow at the corner of the bar, but drinking in a cold afternoon is somewhat harsher and melancholic.

Yet in spite of the sad realization of the narrator, it's at heart an optimistic poem .

Believing in God in general is optimistic, cuz that does indeed entail a plan, and usu a "just" plan.

And the speaker even integrates a little Nietzsche resilience "whatever doesn't kill me only makes me stronger" (it's worth mentioning he did go mad lol)

And despite the heartbreak, it ends in a smile.

This to me reads almost like a stoic acceptance of lost love . Not quite jumping off bridges or stalking EXes on FB, but more like...well...Whiskey in a cold afternoon, ruminating and moving on.

Just my take. Needless to say, I liked it.

[Giulia King]

Thank you so much for this amazing review, Alessander! I'm happy you liked it :)

[Michael X]

Broken heart but left with a smile, a lesson learned, the ending punctuates the entire poem with the wow factor. A hand crafted work of passionate poetic expression!

[Giulia King]

Thank you so much, Michael! :) Sorry for the delay

[LapseOfMind]

Very nicely done. A whole story is told in just a few short words. It flows well and makes me wonder what led up to that moment. Wonderful job

[Giulia King]

Thank you so much! I'm happy you like it!

[Dillon Williamson]

oh wow. this is nice. This is very nice. I like how you split it up, showing your theme then the fall, then the lesson, then wrapped it up. it flows

[Giulia King]

Thank you so much Dillon!

[Valentine]

Perhaps you were able to still smile because of the whiskey. Valentine

[Adam Adams]

the sorbet of emotionalism, & the intoxication of your drunken heart's very nicely transmuted somewhere into the depth of your spirit, and you, my love, then... very creatively allowed the same spirit to get strewn ov'r the peeled sheet of papers... with the hierarchical juxtaposition of highly-highlightened words. captivating. strong. emotional. heartfelt.. and such a goblet of drunkenness you leave here in words. ah.. so perfect. fair... & fine, as always.

[Giulia King]

A million thanks Adam! You have captured my poem very well :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I know the whiskey song.
" Maybe the whiskey is all I have left of you.
"You broke my heart" I said at last.
"But yet left me smiling."
I did like the above lines. Real truth in them. Thank you Gullia for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Giulia King]

Thank you for reading! :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Gullia.