Foresight Poem by A Puppet
Foresight
Watching another drink to find respite from the ever growing hole inside.
I can relate.
I see the desire to reach for a moment of numb peace, yet I cannot logically resort to such a means of escape.
Just yet at least.
I can empathise, the feeling of need, the warmth that a bottle of whisky brings.
To not have to worry for just a little while...
About that hole, ever growing, inside.
Your suggestion in the poet's notes is excellent. I think ALL poetry is better when read aloud. (All GOOD poetry, that is.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/28/2026 5:59:04 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
A wonderful poem so spontaneous and straightforward. Touching and well expressed.
Just want to express my gratitude. As I said I don't write often but I enjoy it when I need a release and this was the result. I seem to soak up emotions a bit too easily and focusing it into writing helps deal with that, so I'm glad I've incited something from you : )