Drinking again

December poetry number twenty two...

Drinking again...

Drinking again.

2021 is almost done and she wasn't a good year. I lost good people and my world became more empty. I have my grandchildren, they keep me from running away to no-where. I dreamed of no-where when the whiskey is strong.

No-where would be the quiet of Port Austin, Michigan or Monterey, California.

I feel forgotten and I don't care. All I have is my writing. I need to publish some books before I am dead. Maybe travel to South American. Write a great novel.

My writing is alive. I wrote 300 new stories and poetry in 2021. Tonight I am drinking the Black Velvet, listening to the sweet jazz, remembering no-one and I am writing into my journal tonight.

"I need Jazzy songs, I need the tropical sea, I need spicy food and a kind woman.

The whiskey is tasting better, the jazz is so damn good.

the strong whiskey make my head less crazy, less hazy.

Now I write old man poetry. Once I wanted to save my world.

Now I want to save myself.

I ain't seeking pity, I dug my own grave. No-one to blame.

I know we can't stop time, you can't run away.

We just become men, accepting less."

2022 is coming and I will attempt to awake my sleeping mind. I will try to stir my soul to awake again. Maybe the rhyme of life is fair. We get older, the whiskey will taste better and we will need less.

Happy New year...

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[M. J. Smith]

I hope 2022 shows more then nights spent with whiskey, my friend. We may get older. But the world needs its elders. I need the elders. I am middle aged. And still I need the balance of wisdom. I have seen wisdom in your words. Thank you for being here for us to find.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you M. J. Smith. Old age, we do get wiser. Maybe?

[Ada]

"We just become men accepting less"- I think as we age our standards lower for what we expect out of life. "I use to want to save the world now I just want to save myself"- Its normal over time for our expectations to become more realistic but these 2 instances were extremely moving and really show your critical thinking skills; overall this was a nice reflective piece that reads more like a personal journal entry.

[Kim S.]

The whiskey is tasting better, the jazz is so damn good.
the strong whiskey make my head less crazy, less hazy.
Now I write old man poetry. Once I wanted to save my world.
Now I want to save myself.

I really like this part, this is amazing

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Beckies. I appreciate the comment.

[Ruth]

In the darkest of darkness, the sun always rises again, sometimes we just need to be and not be doing...just breathe and find /re-find ourselves. I hope the light dissipates the clouds for you Coyote, my dear friend :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Ruth. I am fine. Thinking too much.

[Writergurl]

Very emotional read here, not sure what to say. this tugs a little bit

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear friend. I appreciate the comment.

[Laz K.]

very honest and sincere self-reflection. it "tastes" a bit like Bukowski: the booze, the woman, the dark, but undefeated man's world view that is expressed here. if he was around to read this, he'd probably nod silently and raise a glass. cheers, happy new year.

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello Laz and with old age. We think too much. We must live for today. Thank you for reading an the comment.

[h d e rushin]

Overwhelmed, I took three months off. I thought poems at night, waking often with the legatura of metaphor pushing the heavy weights of reason along. Then the seasons changed from fall's rich colors to the loose, unconnected undignified winter days: Got another cat for the occasional mouse, not for company. Got a new Samsung smart tv with multiple internet westerns and hip-hop egoism. Tried my hand at baking. (I suck at backing). So I feel you. 2021 fucked over us and it's hard to meet someone without a blemish on their chins. But I must admit to never, ever taking a drink or smoking a joint. But like you, I waited for inspiration to come around again....and it did. It always does. Stay strong my friend. great poem.

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear friend and Happy New year. I will dig deep and maybe make 2022, a better year. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Kesch (Finding Julia)]

WOW!! This is really good, this is quite the story, love this

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Kesch. I appreciate the comment.

[sonnie ibadah]

This is raw, deep and unapologetic. I enjoyed it. Happy new year Coyote!

Also, hope you are doing well.

[Coyote Poetry]

I am fine and Happy New year dear Sonnie. I wish you great happiness and success in 2022.

[sonnie ibadah]

Thank you my friend!

[red93]

Excellent Work Coyote. Delighted to learn you are thinking of publishing some Books. I publish on the Amazon Kindle Systems and it is all free for eBooks - best thing I have ever done with the Writing. May your Muse continue to inspire you in 2022.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you, my friend. I am glad you are published. Now the hard work. Selling the books. Please send me the link in the e-mail.

[red93]

Yes indeed Coyote - Marketing is another Skillset in itself. I've sent you the Link to my Amazon Author Page on the Writers Cafe internal mail. Anything further I can do to assist you in your goals, just let me know :)