Enters, E.H. Monroe

an ode to my dear friend Monroesters. E.H. Monroe for those who don't know is a resident writer on here. He writes satire with genius metaphors. Check out his work sometime when you have a chance.

He staggered into town

Spewing sulfuric fire

Drenched in

 seedy sweat

From pornographic

 pleasures

 

Dark hair tangled around

His disfigured face

As a squall started brewing

Almost knocking him

Off his feet

 

Ominous air raid sirens

Began screaming

Their shrill warning

“Get inside

Lock your doors

Hope you make it

‘Til Morning”

 

A seven-eleven coffee cup

Firmly gripped

In his grimy hand

Jack and coke

His favorite bed partner

Well that

And his beloved hand

 

He spit

And sputtered

Into the night

About his Crapolyptic

View

 

I stared in disbelief

Dumbfounded

Frozen in place

My legs wouldn’t

Move

 

He turned, staring

Straight at me

With a wicked gleam

In his one good

Eye

 

 

He raised cup

High toward the sky

“Cheers to you my friend”

Then he went to take

A sip

His eyes wide

With surprise

 

He threw

The empty glass

At me

I dodged the

Spiraling object

And then laughed

When he fell

Right on his

Drunken a*s

Reviews

[Devons]

Not knowing E.H. Monroe's work, I can't say whether or not you did him justice here, but the words certainly do justice to the page they sit upon. This is a really entertaining vignette of a colourfully portrayed character who -although savagely drawn at times, and with a dirty, seedy atmosphere surrounding his world- is lent sympathy and fascination by the writing he inspires.

[roarke]

heh, fame is so fleeting..... he's into weight lifting now....

[Poetic Beauty]

Yeah I know and the arrival of that baby should be soon. He might start writing again. One never knows with him.

[roarke]

hahahaaa, yeah, he's like that.

[Frieda P]

I'm not familiar with his work but if he's this biting and sarcastic I'm sure I'll enjoy him as I did your poetry., really gives a tangy flavor to what hes's all about. He has to love this one, it like molten lava.

[Poetic Beauty]

He did love this piece. Wrote this quite awhile ago. He doesn't venture on here much anymore but his work is still up to read. He write satire with genius metaphors. His book is my favorite of his works.

[Frieda P]

When I do some catch I'll be sure to look him up.......

[Poetic Beauty]

Sounds good. I am always playing catch up.

[Ian Faraway]

The subtle humors are respectable. I don't know E.H. Monroe's work or, necessarily, who he is to be able to say that you did good by him. But this flow and imagery of this poem was definitely good. I enjoyed this little story. -Ian

[Poetic Beauty]

E.H. Monroe doesn't haunt these pages much anymore but his word is still up for people to read. He is a great friend. I just wrote a poem about him and getting married. E.H. Monroe is a bit an alter ego and a bit of the real him. He read this and loved it.

[MOON]

Lovely write to a dear friend .

[Lily Mae]

This made me smile.. a great write for a passionate man:)

[Andrew Scorah]

A fab tribute to the raptorial word bird.

[Tina Kline]

I enjoyed the story in your poem. Well told and very interesting!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

oh my goodness, this rocks.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like drunk and mean people in the street. Always good for a story if you share some gin. I enjoyed the tale. made me smile tonight. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote