Late Friday Night Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb
Late Friday Night
When your guts
are raw with waiting
and your head
is full of s**t...
take a gin and tonic
and relax a little bit.
When the time
rolls onforever
and you're tired
that you're alone...
take a gin and tonic
and you'll be a no go zone.
To be awake
'til morning
not knowing
what to think...
take a gin and tonic
and sod the missing link.
Trebles, of course.
This fun verse belies a certain sadness delicately concealed, and delivers a drinking poem of gentle and relaxed defiance to soothe certain disappointments alluded to. Cheers!
Anything but gin and tonic... tried it once (ole muvvas ruin) made me sob for no reason... great write and understand so much... i have my very own missing link on a friday :) tyvm sally
Maybe a nice cup of very hot chamomile tea, steeped extra long. I do like your poem! !
Blitz the blues with a nip or two and sod the missing link...I'll drink to that and its humour...regards
Thanks Sally. Like all good laughs your gin has in it a dropp of sorrow. (If dropp has 2 p's in it, that's the Poemhunter computer's equivalent of a double...)
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I would like to translate this poem
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Prefer whisky and ginger myself, but get the point - good one Sally. Bottoms up! ! !