Cigarettes and Whiskey

Cold and broken like the dead poet’s Hallelujah
a ledge I navigate
with precarious
 indecision

a funeral march that promises a cold and comforting grave

Love letters that are yellowed and torn

words and moments
that never were

echoing

in empty hallways

but tonight
the corner of a bar

cigarettes
whiskey

and stranger’s smile

ignite hope
again

Reviews

[jkhatz]

You are channeling Cohen and Bukowski here. F*****g brilliant and, yes, you caught my attention with the title, being two of my favorite subjects.

[Matthew Kult]

How we find sanity in empty companionship. Been there with the whiskey in one hand, a cigarette in the other, and a fake smile to get the attention of the just as lonely young woman at the other end of the bar. I use to wonder if it was my charm or the fact they were just as lonely as I was.

Regards,

Matthew

[livinglifeloud]

This is fasinating. I like how you relate the words 'cold' and 'comforting' , because they usually do not belong together. Good job=)

[V.B.]

Heh. And you thought _my_ poem needed to be read with a cigarette and some whiskey.

The idea that indecision can be precarious troubles me. I don't like deciding things. I have, however, decided that I do like this poem. I really do admire what you manage to accomplish with so few words.

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

An ending that gives us a glimmer of maybe we can find someting better. Good poem my friend.

[Derek S.Keck]

I dig your style. A rebirth from the past, and you pen it so beautifully. Awesome!

[Calypso]

Amazing. So well written. I loved the first line so much.

[Coyote Poetry]

I knew many good corner where whiskey and cigarettes allow the pain to be forgotten for a time. The poem started strong and got better with each line. A very good ending to a excellent poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[paul]

really beautiful stream of concious
i like the way the fourth line differs from the first three

things that never were - is a fascinating subject, written so well here

and th e human ending. this is a truly remarkable poem

[just rose.]

i like the impressionistic character of this - it's a much longer story and you picked the perfect words for it.