.
the alcohol brought itself 2 a face
the movement toward the mouth was
slow
and
deliberate at 1st
then unnoticed things(which began
hap
in
ing
contin
you)
‘d
2 be unmanifested
the mouth opened 4 more
4 more
the brain closed
4 less
words mispronounced dayselves
justified 1 more
and sipped
in
2
oblivi
on
a clear
day
you can
see
4ever
the car
brought itself 2 a tree
da alcohol poem
brought itself
2 a close
the end
.
Horsetail growing not far from the tree (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
Horsetail growing not far from the tree (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015
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My Blog primarily consists of close-up nature photos (that I've taken locally) combined with original holistic-truth oriented prose and/or poetry involving mindfulness/awareness. I love nature and I love understanding the whole (not merely the parts and the details). I'm a retired teacher of the multiply handicapped.
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Pleased you liked my post as I would not have found yours otherwise and missed a treat.
Magnificent photos of the butterflies, I find them difficult.
The alcohol poem is a gem.
Thank you Thomas Peace,
Also like your surname. _/\_
Thanks much, Jack!
I wrote the alcohol poem after recently being with retired coworkers at a retirement party at a restaurant near where we worked. I am retired. I was sitting next to a retired RN. She was drinking some kind of fancy alcoholic beverage. The cook had dropped my pizza, because of being burned by it – that I had ordered – and the waiter came to apologize and tell me there would be a delay (as they were making another one). The RN said that it was nice of them to tell me what happened. Later, as people were in the middle of eating, they finally brought my pizza. The RN then asked why mine was so late. I said, “Because the chef burned himself on my original pizza and dropped it on the floor.” The RN said, “Oh, he did?… How terrible!”