This is the kind of thing that occurs to me when I've been drinking too much and sleeping too little. At the moment, I rather like it.
I hope I'm not afflicted with 'writer's remorse' in the morning.
A Nightcap
The bottle now stands empty
On the table
Yet my head is still brimful
With thoughts of you
If I could pour those thoughts
Into the bottle
And put the stopper on
To keep them in
I'd keep them safe
For many years to treasure
Close to hand
For such a night as this
For when the wind blows
Cold around my heart
I know
That thoughts of you
Will warm me
More than whiskey ever can
7 comments:
self indulgent the poem is. what is your purpose??
ALL writing, all self-expression is 'self-indulgent'. It's inevitable, and not necessarily any sort of weakness.
The term only becomes a meaningful criticism, if you can identify some way in which the 'self-indulgence' is excessive. And to my mind, that is usually measured indirectly by reference to other factors: i.e., the shortage, or complete absence, of any other value in the utterance.
What do you consider 'self-indulgent' in this - thinking it, writing it, or posting it.
What purpose are you curious about? Again, there are probably at least 3 distinct purposes, or sets of purposes.
Do you find it to be without merit?
Ah, well....
You can't please everyone! And it is not my aim, actually, to try to please ANYONE as such.
But I suppose my purpose in posting this - or anything else - is that someone else might read it... and might perhaps enjoy it.
That's the easiest of the purposes to encapsulate. Why I would think it or write it is a much, MUCH more complicated issue.
Hey don't listen to him, man. I liked this poem. Go on indulge yourself as much as you want.
Who is this sattvic guy anyway? He writes like fucking yoda! Sorry if he's a friend of yours.
No, I haven't got the foggiest idea who Sattvicwarrior is; but I'm pretty sure he's not a friend of mine.
He left a comment on another of the posts that was brief and cryptic - tending to suggest that he hadn't in fact read the post at all.
I do find it a bit annoying when people 'comment' without actually SAYING anything.
I suppose I shall have to learn to live with it.
Dave,
Oh, and thanks for the vote of confidence, by the way.
It's always nicer to be appreciated than unappreciated!
I have no clue who Sattvic is, nor did i check out his link. but i do hope you didn't have writer's remorse in the morning - i liked this one, too.
and in response to your response to a comment i left elsewhere - I do, indeed, find your posts "entertaining" - they are my newly discovered antidote to bored moments - i'm enjoying popping in to read a post or two at random, whenever my daily duties start to make my eyes glaze over.
Hmmm, here's a curiosity. This one was recently 'reconstructed from memory'; I had thought the original long lost, but.... rediscovered it.
I think I prefer the newer one. The first version had begun:
The bottle now stands empty on the table
And my swirling brain is very empty too.
Perhaps, if my head is full of whiskey,
The bottle has been filled with thoughts of you.
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