Empty voices in a silent Tavern

Empty voices in a silent Tavern

A Poem by Relic

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Devoted patrons hibernate in homes
melting like ice in glasses.
On most days the sun mopes across the floor 
to occupy chairs, or corners
but says nothing.

He only displaces the uplifting cacophony 
of voices, and the lighthearted singers 
that wail there lungs to the jukebox.

But the upturned barstools reflect a world 
that's spinning upside down.

When it rains 
clouds are like heavy eyes on tap
pouring another drink to sorrow. 

© 2021 Relic


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 Relic
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Yes Tim, in the early days of lockdown, all our pubs closed. These lines spoke well of that time and the emptiness where once there had been laughter and merriment. Businesses as well as people lost. What sad times we have all lived through. Hoping for better days. Conveyed so well.

Chris

Posted 1 Day Ago


 Relic

1 Day Ago

I appreciate your comment, Chris. Thanks.
Oh I really love those last three lines.

You can feel the emptiness and heartache loud and clear.

Posted 1 Day Ago


 Relic

1 Day Ago

Thanks for your thoughts, Cowboy.
I like how you write your poetry. I could see myself in the saloon you were talking about.

Posted 1 Month Ago


 Relic

1 Month Ago

I appreciate your thoughts, thanks.
Excellent poem. Each line captured my heart

Posted 5 Months Ago


 Relic

5 Months Ago

Thanks very much, Arundass TP. I appreciate your review.
Even the Sun is
in lockdown this
piece really speaks
volumes on how
topsy-turvy our lives
have become

just like the upturn
bar stools and the
moping Sun across
the floor..such an
accurate and sad
vision of today's reality
you have painted here
in descriptive poetry

Posted 5 Months Ago


 Relic

5 Months Ago

Thanks very much, Fran.
No suggestions. The poem captures perfectly the spirit of the current times. Loved the way the imagery reflects the somber mood. Last verse is a killer.

Posted 5 Months Ago


 Relic

5 Months Ago

Thanks very much, John. I appreciate your review.
Hello Relic, first off let me say how much I love this photo! I am a huge fan of B&W because any emotion can be applied to it so bravo for the look and second the words complete the picture as you give it a meaning that we can reflect on with you. Everyone is feeling this one with you. Very well done!

Posted 5 Months Ago


 Relic

5 Months Ago

Thank you, Patricia. :)
The sun always seems to be in lockdown during these long winter months in Wisconsin!...but yes, tough times and your poem relects that. Heavy eyes on tap for sure. Well expressed.

Posted 5 Months Ago


 Relic

5 Months Ago

Thanks very much, Susan. :)
I love the phrase... An occasional sun mopes across the floor ...
Stellar imagery cause even the sun is on lockdown.




Posted 5 Months Ago


 Relic

5 Months Ago

Thank you, Cherrie. R.
There is a pub directly opposite my home and a bookmakers 3 doors down. Usually my street is crammed with cars and people walking about until late at night and now it is almost deserted ... mostly mine is the only car parked on a very quiet and empty street now.
Yes, it's lovely that i can find a parking space but oh so strange that the pub is deserted and desolate.

Posted 5 Months Ago


 Relic

5 Months Ago

Gregarious people find it a sad state of affairs. Thank you, Stella. R.

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