cheers

07/2011

                                                    we are creatures of the dusk, unknowing of the subtle dawn

                here you can find me, installed in my element

                                 the night is ours, constantly on to the next one

                                                       we raise bottles to ancient, forgotten tidings 

                                   followed by hear hears and shots to the head 

                                             conversations erupt across layers of silence 

                                                           where the hell have you been? bands, girls

                                    romances eternally lost, intoxication found

                                             music blares, carrying us through with glee

                                                                       smoke spirals, laced with ideas 

                                   as we swing golf clubs at our frustrations  

                                             this is our convention of liberation 

                                                          our show of connection with humanity

                                              they say this might be the best years of our lives

                   in acknowledgment I fill our glasses with elevation

                               hereafter may we never sleep, washing the windows of our world

Author's Note

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

music blares, carrying us through with glee
cigarette smoke spirals, laced with ideas
as we swing golf clubs at our frustrations

strong imagery here. Well done.

^_^ I really liked this one... totally new and different, and definitely well done.
I'm thinking the poem is about getting out in the world and communicating with the rest of humanity and finding attempt to being happy through social drinking and live music... No criticism needed, and wish I had more to write, but all I got is little sparkles stock full of praise in my hands for this one... 100/100 bro, great work

[Alexandria Reece]

I very much like the way you described such a regular event, something that you could see in just about any town in Western civilization. You made it interesting, I felt as though I might be sitting a table away watching the lot of you. You also wrote this in such a way that quite a number of people could relate, so many of us have been here. I like how you kept it free of specifics and finished it off with that social commentary: "hereafter may we never sleep, washing the windows of our world". I agree with Aidz, the 'cigarette smoke spirals, laced with ideas' is a superb line!

[Aidz]

cigarette smoke spirals, laced with ideas

Lovin this line.... and cheers to you as I raise my glass

[patricia]

Can't say I miss any of that kind of life. Enjoyed reading it though. Thanks.

[Dahlia Phoenix]

"cigarette smoke spirals, laced with ideas
as we swing golf clubs at our frustrations..."

Impressive writing. We just have to cheer for what we have and still have because every moment counts. I love this poem a lot. Nice job man.

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

Fun descriptions!

[Jazique]

Oh that was nice; that has to be one of your best poems. Its like a celebration but, for life and I just loved all the verses and the flow of rhyme like "where the hell have you been? bands, girls
romances eternally lost, intoxication found
music blares, carrying us through with glee
cigarette smoke spirals, laced with ideas
as we swing golf clubs at our frustrations
this is our convention of liberation " Honestly awesome job with so much feeling to which you've described and all I can say is bravo and cheers! to this poem.

[Desmund Tiny]

" where the hell have you been? bands, girls
romances eternally lost, intoxication found
music blares, carrying us through with glee
cigarette smoke spirals, laced with ideas
as we swing golf clubs at our frustrations
this is our convention of liberation "

This part made me feel better today. Thanks for this wonderful poem.
cheers for happiness... yay!!!

[EMF]

Facinating. A wonderful poem, with terrific wordplay, rhythm and flow. A wonderful read.