You are the alcohol in Charles Bukowskis hand.

You are the alcohol in Charles Bukowskis hand.

A Poem by addisone

And so my subject has been decided, the object of my infectious thoughts spreading like ink through layers of paper.
You are the alcohol in Charles Bukowski's hand.
You are the fruit fragments at the bottom of my wine glass.
You are the unknown name of The Archpoet.
You are the goliard in me.
You are the discarded drafts of poems I didn't like.
And the ones I loved that kept me up all night.
You are the last drag of my cigarette.
And the first taste of my drink.
You are all the thoughts I hate to think.
But love to write when it suites me.

And I am all the things left behind of what you hated about yourself.
I am the spinning vinyl of Charles Bukowski reading his own work.
I am a full glass of Shiraz.
I am The Archpoets descendant.
I am a goliard forever.

© 2016 addisone


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I like Charles Bukowski.
"I am the spinning vinyl of Charles Bukowski reading his own work.
I am a full glass of Shiraz.
I am The Archpoets descendant.
I am a goliard forever. "
Years ago. I was thought to be living a Bukowski life. I thought I was living a Hemingway life. Good to drink, laugh at life and be who we are. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote


Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

addisone

7 Years Ago

I have an actual vinyl too, which is great ha. But appreciate the positive feedback.
Coyote Poetry

7 Years Ago

You are welcome.



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This is a unique piece, and I truly enjoyed it. I especially enjoyed the first stanza. Your use of repetition and imagery was stunning, to say the least. Also, I usually hate it when poets make their metaphors sound like riddles (and thus, I can't understand them), but you did that and still kept my interest throughout the poem. I admit, I'm not a fan of Bukowski, but I thoroughly enjoyed this piece.

The only thing I can critique is a grammatical mistake at the end of the first stanza. In the last two lines, there shouldn't be a period after "think" and the word "but" should be lowercase. Also, I'd suggest experimenting with other forms of punctuation -- not just periods. There are ellipses (...), exclamation marks (!), question marks (?), dashes ( -- ), yet in this piece, you only used periods. Not every line has to be a complete sentence (as it is in this poem). I'd suggest reading this man's work: http://www.writerscafe.org/RichardJ

He very good at punctuation variety.

Hope you found this helpful.

- William Liston

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

addisone

7 Years Ago

I've just never been a big punctuation guy I suppose. My thoughts aren't punctuated so I just kinda .. read more
Hello addisone,

This is a very well written poem. I enjoyed your metaphors. They really worked for this piece.

Thank you for sharing!

Kind regards,

Schatzi

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like Charles Bukowski.
"I am the spinning vinyl of Charles Bukowski reading his own work.
I am a full glass of Shiraz.
I am The Archpoets descendant.
I am a goliard forever. "
Years ago. I was thought to be living a Bukowski life. I thought I was living a Hemingway life. Good to drink, laugh at life and be who we are. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote


Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

addisone

7 Years Ago

I have an actual vinyl too, which is great ha. But appreciate the positive feedback.
Coyote Poetry

7 Years Ago

You are welcome.

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