Musing Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

When life becomes dull,
enthusiasm pales
and all that I experience
becomes a zero on my-idea-of-fun scale,
some prose comes to mind
like a friend come to comfort and soothe,
and I laugh when I think of it
the same could be said of booze.
Some wine in my life
replaces my whine in life
when the dragon
has me draggin’
and I need a lot of space,
time to write,
think my way through;
get my mind unscrewed.
It’s balance I seek,
so I often retreat
to silent pages,
healing by stages
as I write and muse.
With wine in hand
I feel my way to the promised land;
say goodbye to my blues and excuses.
Oh I may seem a silly poet for sure
but it works to strengthen my core...
some time to think
with some wine to drink
and I’m ready for my life once more.