gordon nosworthy


The Rum Diary - Poem by gordon nosworthy

i do love my children
i do love my wife
i am reminded of a little wisdom
gained from struggle and from life

i don't know what i have
they won't tell me what i've lost
there's only a few things i think i know
almost nothing about what they cost

i'm surrounded by voices
shouts of meanness and greed
filling me with what i should covet
a list of all the things i should need

my life can be much more meaningful
if i become numb while playing dumb
make my life more divinely satisfying
with carafes of high test public rum

it's brewed in hush-hush basements
sold by the gallon and the flask
soon your brain forgets all the questions
it's become too stunned to ask

Topic(s) of this poem: life

Form: Blues Poem


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  • (12/6/2017 8:28:00 AM)


    Rum can dull the pain and so can the blues... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 6, 2017



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