Tonic

Tonic

A Poem by Simon Welsh
"

Not alcoholism.

"
Yes and no, I will be crippled either way
living on each starlit stone en route
to the place I come to falter
Give me a taste of tonic
let me breathe again

Dragon breath of flame rises
from each callous word that falls
from your lips
I need a taste of tonic
so I can see you smile again

Feathers on stone, your tears held within
I can't tell your mood from the rain
that showers over me
I want a taste of tonic
to take the edge off

You annoy me and I take privilege
living each dead day as the last
never mind the monochrome pretension
I'll taste the fabled tonic
just to drive you from my mind

© 2013 Simon Welsh


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Flawless write the flow imagery everything, 100/100

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is my favorite of yours as of present. Great control of internal natural rhythm

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

We all need a tonic sometimes hun. The imagery was very vivid. Strong and moving, wonderful work dearie.
- Infinity

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lovely piece, E. Your wording really sticks out in this piece. You've written it with so much honesty and the imagery is out standing. Well done, again.

~ Noodle. ツ

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You're language and imagery is divine in this poem. very well done; beautifully worded piece.
God bless
~Lost

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Simon Welsh

10 Years Ago

Thank you :)
Lost in Wonderland

10 Years Ago

any time:)

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