Spilling Whiskey and Secrets
Sleeping at my doorstep
Dried tears on my cheeks
Another whiskey down
Whisking memories out
Another night of tale-tells
Of drunken soliloquies
Won’t anybody listen?
Won’t anybody care?
There’s a story at the bottom of this bottle…
Let’s spill the night
With secrets—
You be the legend,
I be the pen.
In response to dVerse’s Poetics: Musical Muse. Today, Mish asks us to choose some lyrics, preferably one line from a favorite song and grow our own poem from it.
Just recently, I drew the image above with the lyrics from one of my favorite punk rock bands, All Time Low. The song is entitled, Dear Maria, Count Me In, which they said was inspired by a stripper named Maria. *chuckles* Here’s my take.
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DoodleScribbles 
August 16, 2017 at 6:02 pm
Me likey! The words and the art 😀
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August 16, 2017 at 6:27 pm
There is always a story at the bottom of the bottle, one of pain.
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August 16, 2017 at 8:53 pm
I love the last stanza of this! What a fun take on the prompt.
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August 16, 2017 at 10:24 pm
A wonderful take on the prompt Maria and I especially love ‘Let’s spill the night With secrets— You be the legend,
I be the pen :o) xxx
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August 16, 2017 at 11:25 pm
Let’s spill the night
With secrets—
You be the legend,
I be the pen.
Very nice!
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August 16, 2017 at 11:27 pm
Love everything about this, the poem, its title, your drawing. I can’t put my finger on who that singer’s voice reminds me of. It’s a little bit old Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, a little bit Secondhand Serenade. Either way, I dig the song and the way I hear it in my head the more I read your words. Excellent write.
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August 16, 2017 at 11:46 pm
Lots of fun! Love the drawing!
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August 17, 2017 at 3:13 am
Love how it went to something way better in the end… and the drawing is perfect.
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August 17, 2017 at 3:21 am
It’s a good, well-crafted poem. I particularly like the change in tempo from lying in the doorway drying tears to the positive high of the last lines.
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August 17, 2017 at 5:10 am
I love this, Maria! from
‘Another whiskey down
Whisking memories out’
to
‘You be the legend,
I be the pen’.
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August 17, 2017 at 5:48 am
Spill the night – great twist! LOVE that you share your drawing, as well. Wonderful talent you have, Maria!
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August 17, 2017 at 6:38 am
Love this Maria
There’s a story at the bottom of this bottle…
Let’s spill the night
With secrets—
You be the legend,
I be the pen.
Yes, there is always a story.
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August 17, 2017 at 8:36 am
Love your poem and your drawing.
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August 17, 2017 at 10:10 am
Oh my goodness…powerful!
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August 17, 2017 at 1:29 pm
Let’s spill the night
With secrets—
You be the legend,
I be the pen.
Oh my…eloquent and evocative words and imagery throughout. Loving your drawings and your word art!
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August 17, 2017 at 1:51 pm
As I said before I very much love the drawing. You’ve such talent glass is hard to do. Your poem is very beautiful, sad but lovely at the same time. It brings to mind one of my fav country “duets” – “Whiskey Lullaby” by Brad Paisley and Allison Krause. It shares that same pain of lost beauty and love.
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August 17, 2017 at 9:22 pm
Nice poetry and art maria 🙂
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August 17, 2017 at 10:44 pm
I like what you did with “whisky”and “whisk”….and wow, those last two lines! Thanks for joining in.
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August 17, 2017 at 11:57 pm
Been there…drunk that 😉
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August 19, 2017 at 10:40 am
Nice last stanza: spilling the night with secrets to write down.
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October 16, 2017 at 7:17 am
Tag-an pako. “Dear Maria Count me in” HAHAHA. Ganahan baya kay ko anang kantaha.
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October 17, 2017 at 1:39 pm
Haha! Yeah, ganahan sad ko ani nila. 😀
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