man of much experience

I thought of calling this one "The Writer" but haven't quite decided what to do with it yet

Whiskey burns

but not like the fire he once knew.

His heart still churns

with all the hot passion

for wayward words and pretty women.

He still longs for the excitement

of beckoning adventure

and wonders how he ever

got so damned old.

Author's Note

it started out as a portrait of someone I hold dear, but grew legs and wandered off on its own. I'll have to try again, I guess.

Reviews

[Dezaraye]

I really love this piece. It paints a picture as you are so adept at doing.

Why is it that there are boundaries that come with age? When we are a certain age, we cannot do this or that, but only can do this or that ... I never understood how with a number, my entire self was supposed to change and form into what the accepted mold is. I should be married by now with at least one child or a baby on the way ... and I should be done with school ... but I am not. I am not even dating ... yet my community (friends and family) keep telling me I should be because I'm too old to be unmarried and I'm only 22!

Anyway ... That's what this piece made me think ... why are we restricted by age?

[Larry Dyson]

ditto here

[zig]

i liked this, but i thought it was a little too compressed, i can cetainly relate to this character, but coundnt find enough details to see/feel him completely. i test poems by whether or not i can "live" inside them, if there is enough material in them to sustain an existance. maybe add a few more lines to this, expand his world a bit more.

yes, poems often wonder off on their own, heh, but that can be a good thing

zig

[Doctor JKC]

And I'm getting so old and want my time
more than company. So yeah.
Jack

[Jibey]

It's hard to think of 22 as old in any sense (Dezaraye's comment) but this speaks of the frustrations of the time when those things that are desirable are not easily consummated... I know a man who fits this insightful portrait so well...

[Collect-Eye]

I think there's definitely a correlation between what you attempted and what appeared. some sort of rogue character, perhaps..whoever it is, is a part of your mind and your story.

IDK, I'm just speculating..[=

[W.k.kortas]

This reads like a compressed version of one of the good bits from Sherwood Anderson's Winesburg. Tight, clean, and more visual than you'd expect from something this brief. It's good stuff.

[Ken Simm.]

Oh how we empathised. Yes and yes and once more yes.

[Lilith des Cavernes]

LOL But for the wayward women line, that could be me. Wonderful!

[Ed Hart]

seems like god puts legs on everything...yes, is see you, legs and all...