Whiskey Bottles And Revolutionary Dreams

Held back by conviction

Conviction and vice

Noting on changes

Made and needed

Whispers in taverns

Plots by candlelight

Drinks by all

All hours

Day and night

Conversations half remembered

Ideas half carried out

Is this any way to run the show?

Any way to start a revolt?

To grow a new idea, seems impossible

For those who barely move

From the bar stools

Or off the floor

© Dicky J Loweman 2014

Truly Great Find

You are

A truly great find

Last of the unpicked gems

Like finding a box of silver in the corner of a thrift shop

Better than finding a Rembrandt at a garage sale

The barmaid come up to me

Smiles and winks

She said she has something I might like

She found one last bottle

Of that coveted whiskey

Tucked away in the back and unnoticed for so long

Here’s to you old friend

The last of the last greats

Make it a double


© Dicky J Loweman 2014