Apprehension of the unknown,
In the atmosphere of bar room tension,
Men sitting on long stools, with no time for fools,
On the counter, pint glasses full and half full,
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Great poem, from the numerous poems in memoriam of the image of the goings-on in bars, this stands out as a true original.
Although the scene you have painted is not seen here in our country but I can sense how beautifully you have described a bar. Interest of a reader in never lost throughout the poem That is the sign of greatness of this poem.
I read this poem while listening to Can't Hold Us Down by Christina Auguilera feat. Lil' Kim. For some reason I really liked the song and the poem together. This poem has a good story like quality with good details and thoughts added to enhance the plot line. The lusty warm flow of the devil's potion/ Mixed deliciously with pent-up emotions.... My favorite lines; this poem has a lot of individual good lines, but overall its not my favorite.
Perfectly executed poem as relayed by what can only be an artist's eye..... A masterpiece of intimate observation - it's what we do! Well done.
So well done. It took me back feeling like I was there. It was so good to read this great P O D again. Thanks Hazel
As a former barman in my twenties, I was more used to the transformation of sober to drunk, as hours shifted on clock hands, and instead of 'Couples looking deep into each other's eyes, ' I observed more eyes staring into beer glasses; I must have been working the working class pub :) New Zealand pubs were less 'Pour those drinks, we have time for more! ' and more the six o'clock swill and banking up last drinks; before bar staff closing lines used like the infamous lines 'time to go' and 'haven't you got a home to go to'; or perhaps a siren to help clear rooms. I enjoyed the contrast from personal memories here, rosy eyed beer room tales :)
Kept a pub myself for about ten years so I felt quite at home reading this. I think this is, possibly, a view from the other side of the bar, the sober view. You couldn't be that observant on a night out, could you? Ha ha. Enjoyed reading this one too. Well done Hazel.81358
I love it, especially when my mind adds an Irish accent! great stuff!
A lively picture of a bar with diff. character, behavior & movements. As if I'm sitting in a bar. very well detailed. You may read my poem Carefully being held
Hi Hazel, I love the scene you've captured in this poem - I felt like I was there! I've been to a few bars in my life, but that lifestyle never really attracted me.....probably because drink was one of my father's escapes and his drinking caused many abusive domestic situations. By the time I was 16 I twice was in court to testify against him. By 18 my grandmother (his mother) died and within 2 weeks after he left for another woman, leaving my mum with 8 children,6 of them under the age of 18. I don't have a problem with people drinking socially but I don't condone drinking and abusive behavior.
... a brilliant descriptionn.. with wonderful use of imagery...
Certainly so much to see in this Bar Room environment. great words Hazel
Certainly so much to see in this Bar Room environment. great words Hazel
This is so true, I don't really go in pubs much these days but this is how I remember it. A fantastic poem.
I loved this poem! The perfect realistic description of pub's atmosphere...your observance have not missed even the slightest detail...as a photography immortalising, and your pen, giving life of such varied and complexity of human emotions. A great write!