When you part ways with someone of importance in your life, it often takes a while to get yourself back on track. This poem was written with just such an occurrence in mind.
WINE & MUSIC
©Richard L. King
From the book Memories & Time
stereo on random, volume not close to the max.
a glass of favored wine, yet unable to relax.
the blues causing sadness, mix in a little country.
crank up the volume, smoothing a road so bumpy.
rose colored glasses, a second glass of wine.
becoming more mellow, beginning to unwind.
quick roll in the grass, now clearly, in the garden,
he’ll call her up, beg and plead for her pardon.
a mistake once made, apologies extended,
consequences remain, relationship now ended.
the stereo on random, volume now nearly at the max,
another glass of wine, clearly now he is relaxed.
Gramps use’ta say
About: Selecting a mate
“Beauty don’t keep ya warm
& it damn shore won’t feed ya.”
(Lessin yer a pimp.)