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Happy Hour

by pene 

Posted: 05 July 2003
Word Count: 151


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I gave you unrestricted access
let you in where forerunners failed
opened myself to you having first learnt
to trust your individuality and kindness.
I turned a blind eye and chose
not to hear the worriesome warnings
I was happy basking in the warmth
of your loving affection.
I missed you in your absences
my heart growing fonder as we grew closer
and days merged to weeks then months.
Shared experiences lit up dark winter
and spring sprung around us before
the onset of summer warmed our love.
Like lightening streaking the sky
from summer storms accompanied by
cataclysmic thunder claps serenity ceased.
From your much kissed soft lips a
torrent of words spilled forth abuse
eyes like those of an angry predator
pierced my being with optical unspoken hatred
as your enormous work worn hand tightened
about my slender throat.
All our living loving shared togetherness
destroyed by "Happy Hour"






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poemsgalore at 18:52 on 17 July 2003  Report this post
Hi Pene,

Sometimes I read a poem and enjoy it, but feel inadequate to make a comment. This is one such poem. Forgive me if I'm wrong, but is this about violence under the influence of alcohol? Although I don't think the word 'worriesome' in line six is necessary, it's a powerful enough line without it in my opinion. The poem seems to be saying that we turn a blind eye to what our head is telling us and follow our hearts even when it's wrong to.

Lisa at 23:10 on 23 July 2003  Report this post
Hi Pene
I found my way to this poem byyour forum posting "paranoia" - much of my work hasn't been commented on and it does seem like a waste of time sometimes.

I am uploading less these last few weeks as without feedback I don't feel any creative acheivement from sharing my writing with people.

But!!!! If it wasn't for your comment, I wouldn't have found this. I think it's really interesting and feels very instantaneous and natural.

I like the title too.

One query - in a couple of places the very real, naturalistic language is interrupted with slightly cliche phrases:

"basking in the warmth
of your loving affection"

for example. This is just my opinion and I'm sure many people would find the line to be perfect, but I think the stronger elements are the plainer, more gutsy ones such as:

"All our living loving shared togetherness"

Still a marvellous poem.

Lisa



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