A story about the effects of alcoholism on a family.
The Joker will laugh, not contemplate, The Prince falls down from his estate, The Queen, in search, must compensate, The King, in turn, now more irate. The castles crumble as others construct, The kingdom seems so out of luck, The men around are all but fucked, The damage done, the lightnings' struck.
The laughs and cries, they have their time, The cries are pushed aside by wine, The laughs take turn, cries not behind, The cries backed up, they stand in line. The music plays and they still dance, The Joker jokes and they still laugh, The door is closed, now mouths agap, The party's on, still there's a chance.
The throne is set, up on high, The tone is def, can't hear the cry, The fall is far, the climb to try, The top to reach, all must comply. The Prince must make a devilish deal, The soul is black, but oh, the thrills, The climb, now short, no pain to feel, The thought alone can make one ill.
The path goes on, bridges to cross, The risk not taken, then nothing lost, The view is hazy, all is agloss, The vacation comes, so low at cost, The Queen now gambles, not just a bet, The time shall come, ain't seen it yet, The wine makes shelter,and to forget, The consequence will soon be met.
The walls, they falter, when needed most, The ride gets bumpy, then one should coast, The backbone fails, but grins, the host, The highest of men, are but ghosts. The King shall rise, despite the strikes, The grounded few, do take the flights, The broken mend, and the likes, The brightest times become the nights.
The Joker laughs and carries on, The cries soon fade and then be gone. The Prince profits in doing wrong, The seat remains, and still he longs. The Queen will drown, but still to fight, The day has come to see the light. The King endures, for he owns rights, The time he rises: when the kingdom dies.
"The throne is set, up on high,
The tone is def, can't hear the cry,
The fall is far, the climb to try,
The top to reach, all must comply.
The Prince must make a devilish deal,
The soul is black, but oh, the thrills,
The climb, now short, no pain to feel,
The thought alone can make one ill."
was my favorite section, but my favorite line was:
"The brightest times become the nights."
This entire piece was completely brilliant, the ending couldn't have been more perfect, the flow, the imagery, the repetition, the concept all beautifully portrayed in this. I loved reading it and after the first line I was addicted to your words. Honestly this was a masterpiece, its going into my favorites. Thank you for sharing. :)
-Cathrine
Sometimes unanswered questions add a certain something. :o) This can be related to by anyone who's been a victim, not only by a witness to an addiction. Finely penned write you have. Keep it up!
This was a very interesting write....I like that it was focused on alcohol. The ending was awesome to this piece as well. I liked the flow and rhythm of the poem. This was a good poem though. Good job. Thanks for sharing. :)
I love the history you incorporate in this... stuff like this will always happen, but it could never be put in better terms. the flow, imagry, and everything else was wonderful.
You wrote a complete history in so few words. Added description and detail always make the story stronger and better. I like the way you wrote the story. Quick sentences and to the point. A excellent story. I had to read it a few times.
Coyote
"The throne is set, up on high,
The tone is def, can't hear the cry,
The fall is far, the climb to try,
The top to reach, all must comply.
The Prince must make a devilish deal,
The soul is black, but oh, the thrills,
The climb, now short, no pain to feel,
The thought alone can make one ill."
was my favorite section, but my favorite line was:
"The brightest times become the nights."
This entire piece was completely brilliant, the ending couldn't have been more perfect, the flow, the imagery, the repetition, the concept all beautifully portrayed in this. I loved reading it and after the first line I was addicted to your words. Honestly this was a masterpiece, its going into my favorites. Thank you for sharing. :)
-Cathrine
I love the way that it rhymes while still making complete sense and telling a story at the same time. The figurative writing plays in well, too. An overall great write!!!
I loved this. This was just awesome. I have no words to describe it except for those random words that we usually use when we're talking with other people. But on the serious note now.
I liked the theme of this poem a lot. To me, it's about what all those people with high authority positions are trying to act out. To me, this is more real to me than reality with excellent use of imagery. I agree with Kristin, the most powerful line was "The cries are pushed aside by wine", but i also believe that yes, "the highest of men, are but ghosts". They are so hard to reach out to for the general public that the above mentioned quote about cries becomes painfully true.
Thank you for sharing this. Great Job!
-Yin