Treasure Island

Jim Yerman


3 Martinis


I’ve been composing these poems for a while and posting them for all to see
But the other day while checking out Facebook something occurred to me.

Believe it or not to write these verses takes a little effort...a little time
As I search for the best subjects, the best words, and try to make them rhyme.

I enjoy the writing process...composing one poem every day.
And occasionally people will comment or say they like what I have to say.

It’s a good feeling when people read a poem and understand what I mean
I think the most likes I’ve had for any poem hovers around 16.

The other day Deborah, Bryan and I decided to take a jaunt
And enjoy a dinner with 3 martinis at a local restaurant.

I took a picture of the 3 martinis and posted them on the net
I wasn’t prepared for the number of likes those 3 martinis would get.

Five people liked those 3 martinis immediately after the post
Five more liked them before we had a chance to raise them up in toast.

From that point on notifications came so fast it seemed a bit surreal
I didn’t know that 3 martinis could have such broad appeal.

They passed 16 likes well before any part of our evening meal was through
I was getting likes from people I didn’t even know I knew!

I turned the sound on my phone down as the notifications started to spiral
After writing over 200 poems it was my 3 martinis that went viral!

Who would have thought that people would react less about what I think
And more about the number and flavors of the martinis that I drink?

Just as I was thinking this poetry writing thing is for the birds
I remembered how a picture can be worth a thousand words.

Sure I could write about world peace, about poverty or that Italian composer Puccini
But nothing I do will ever compare to my one picture of 3 martinis.

And I don’t mind, I understand that’s the way of the world after all
Poems are but a blending of words while martinis...that’s alcohol.

Submitted: Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, May 14, 2014

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  • Paul Reed (5/19/2014 5:12:00 AM)

    Brilliant, and I know how you feel. People sometimes seem to appreciate things that are strange, and the things we are trying so hard to get across go unnoticed. Very enjoyable JIm. (Report) Reply

  • Anand Brown (5/14/2014 5:04:00 AM)

    LOL, I dont know if this is a poem or a message written in poetic form, but i liked it nonetheless. You raise important points that are often overlooked, and one does feel that your creative work goes unnoticed even here on poemhunter. Visual stimuliu will always remain better at evoking emotions, i guess us poets will have to take a back seat to the man with a camera.

    This was an enjoyable read :) (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (5/14/2014 5:00:00 AM)

    nothing I do will ever compare, I like it, good writing.
    Please read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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