BadDrunkPoetry

How I feel when I read poetry I just don't get

I drunk in the poetry

Like a bottle of cheap styled beer

One verse after another

The writer trying too hard

Made no point or sense

Finally, I stood up (too fast mind you)

In frustration, stumbling across the floor

Then it hit me! The blunt edge of the door

Stopping for a minute to think

No meaning or “Aha” moment came

Seemingly it went, escaped before…

I could make it to the bathroom

Author's Note

These are metaphor. I haven't drank alcohol in over 16 years when I realized how much better life is with out it.

Reviews

[just Penny]

I dont drink alcohol either so I get what you're saying. To me this is about poems that have zero effect or impact on the audience, often are just pure self indulgence or a specific target. I have been questioning for some time what poetry actually is and had a few interesting responses. Sifting through them finding something that I ascribe to, I finally like that poems should be something I can relate to, feel or be moved by in some way. But each to their own. You wrote this really well and I liked the sardonic wit you added :) Penny

[Michael G. Smith]

Thanks Penny, You are astute and picked up on every aspect of this poem. This is not necessary about the poet but more about the reader because the poet always understand his work and his purpose is his meaning but we as the readers must sometimes adjust ourselves to the writer. Now, I'm not suggesting that we may like it in any way but at least try to understand it. This is where this poem comes in as the agony of energy I'm trying to exert to extract the meaning that I can not find to a point of comical frustration. I hope this rambling makes some sense, lol.

[just Penny]

I totally agree with you. Sorry if I am a bit slow in catching up on read requests. I usually get through them if I have a spare moment at work. Just haven;t had many of those lately, but I will get through them gradually :) Have a good weekend.

[Michael G. Smith]

Oh, know problem they overwhelm me also. I try and do a few at a time but it's hard because I itching to write, especially after being inspired by great wonderful poetry such as yours. (I'm stroking your ego a little, lol.) I work over the road every week so I don't get as much time as I want to spend here. The wife's in Buffalo this week for our granddaughter's birthday so I've been catching up on my reading and writing.

[just Penny]

LOL...well enjoy !