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Statue of James Joyce outside the Dublin pub sitting next to bench inebriated chatter ensued from the earnest drunks https://www.postpoems.org/authors/fuche_bu/poem/1074186

Having a chat with someone about getting old I hear him declaring “I don’t like hangovers anymore.” And the thought triggered, “Did you ever really like them?” It just seemed like such an odd comment to me I simply have to ask so I query, :Did you ever really like them at any point inContinue reading “OCCUPATIONAL HAZARD OF A BUKOWSKI WANNABE”

School burning down molten lava spewing thru melting desk and book I rescued Boo-Boo childhood teddy bear leave classmates to die https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1115109

Don’t hold grudges bitterness ages so poorly crushing weight ripping your own soul https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1114992

Real eyes realize real lies words of would be prophets recklessly etched on shirt an unspoken truth nonchalantly displayed like a poet seeking truth https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1099533

I always dig the old barspaint peeling; names etched on the stools; floors chipped over time and time, we never have enough    and yet there’s always time to kill I can while away minutes and then hours softly sipping or chugging the bath  room wall will alert me who to call for a real goodContinue reading “GUILT FREE ENVIRONMENT”

This song never gets old But your conversation does. “This song never gets old.” I hear you telling the person  on your other side. We’re listening to “Can’t You See” and an old fogey has to ruin it with the standard old fogey complaint: “This song is a classic. Everything new sucks.   It’s all forgettable.”Continue reading “OLD FOGEYS”

Occupy your own soul Take ownership of your life to live freely and happily the world may not cooperate but make the choices you can find the joy you deserve https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1101395 AMERICAN ZEN KOANS: Schaefer, George: 9798809062107: Amazon.com: Books

It’s Tuesday afternoon we should probably have jobs we should probably have better things to do and yet here we sit A loud belch from across the bar recalls a shot of cheap whiskey and another bottle of beer is placed in front of me Freddie Mercury is singing, “Fat Bottomed Girls” on an oldContinue reading “NO BETTER PLACE TO BE”

A sign sets you straight: It’s a cash only bar and a bottle or Red Stripe will set you back 3 bucks It’s a dank bar and most of the patrons seem to be local I hear “Hold on Loosely” on the jukebox and I’m suddenly remembering a bad 80’s comedy “Spring Break” even thoughContinue reading “CASH ONLY”