Grade

Grade

 

 

the barkeep

eradicates my pain

ice melts into wistful lies

 

she said her goodbyes

over a cocktail

and my heart ails

and yearns

lives and learns

still beats with each sip

of an education

I cannot skip

 

as I earn my degree to

understanding life

awards no diploma

just a few poems

to save, like notes

from a class 

on

drinking away the tempests

 

that occur, 

when love is the teacher.

 

 

erin-cilberto

12/20/21

Reviews

[Writergurl]

Love itself has a lot to learn, love doesn't work well when one is alone.
This is really good, much enjoyed this

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i guess that is really tested when we are alone...
thank you, writergurl,
j.