Lonesome Soul Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Lonesome Soul

Rating: 1.5


A lonesome soul sitting at a table in an upscale restaurant, whooping and hollering within a drunken stupor.
Never knowing how foolish antics show her mind of confusion and sorrow.
Sadly, heckling musicians as they earn a living, doing what they love best.
Loneliness makes fools of those who turn to drinking to solve their problems.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
When I was dating my husband he asked me every day for a year to marry him - I always said 'No'. When he asked why not, I told him I didn't want to marry a drunk and have kids grow up in that environment. Well, it's been 36 years now, we celebrated our anniversary in December. He quit drinking because he loved me - did it cold turkey and hasn't had even a sip in a little over 36 years. Our children are mature, kind, compassionate, responsible adults now with families of their own and they also don't drink.
Above poem was inspired by an elderly woman who was drunk and it just reminded me of what my life might have been if I hadn't stuck to my guns about marrying a drinking man.
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