Unleash yourself on drunkenness —
let yourself be free and dance,
grow wings or hail the dark side of the moon.
Be drunk with swagger of the new found confidence
you find in mountain air or blues.
Unwind the ropes that tether you —
let flames ignite, be loose and swallow sun,
gown yourself in kelp and ride the surfs with whales.
Be drunk with everything and nothing that
you catch from fountains and in songs.
Undress your shackles, climb the trees —
let meadows in and waltz your hair,
grow sails and gondola or praise a blackbird’s song.
Be drunk on borrowed brightness that
you rainbow on a beam of joy.
Today we get drunk with Paul at dVerse. Join us at the bar with poetry on any topic relating to drunkenness.
February 20, 2018
I really like this recipe. I think it might work!
I think there are many ways to find joy…
I will get drunk on love and life.
Me too 🙂
Wonderful exposition of the drunkeness of all things…echoes of Baudelaire.
I really like the Baudelaire… so yes a good inspiration
Sounds like fun.
I liked the being drunk on borrowed brightness.
I like “gown yourself in kelp” so drunk and flowing that you’re swimming in your own reverie!
I wanted to paint all kind of fantasies I could think of…
Oh but I’m sure some eccentric Italian fashion designer has dressed someone up in kelp before. But it would not be anything like your fantasy, having to walk a straight line in the seaweed, high heels, gawkers…
That’s a very good recipe! Unleash, unwind and undress!! Bravo!
We need a bit of drunkenness
Great use of the imperative, Bjorn, which really got me going – especially ‘Be drunk with swagger of the new found confidence
you find in mountain air or blues’
‘gown yourself in kelp and ride the surfs with whales’.
Such a joyful ending, too!
I really wanted to write something happy for a change
An excellent tribute to some fine booze.
Best booze there is
This is a battle cry for happiness! I see the shackles of sorrow and tedium being tossed away.
Yes may the happiness come to us all
This is so very pretty… how different scenes are brought into picture giving a perspective to the wanderings of an inebriated…. lovely!
Thank you… I tried to write something truly joyful
And so you succeed… I definitely had a smile reading it… Thanks 🙂
I love being drunk on brightness. That’s a wonderful idea.
and still we always drink darkness.
So much better to be drunk with rainbows, brightness of song, waltzing the wind, and capturing nature’s joy, totally avoiding hangovers!
This is hot, hot, hot, Bjorn.
“let flames ignite, be loose and swallow sun,
gown yourself in kelp and ride”
“Be drunk with everything and nothing”
“Undress your shackles”
This is STUNNING: “let meadows in and waltz your hair”
I’ve been telling my husband how much I’m craving the club. Now I’m really gonna have to get him to take me dancing. I think he’s scared though. He knows I can get a bit out of control.
Epicuran verse, indeed, Bjorn! Right up there with Carpe Diem!
Oh, YES to this:
be loose and swallow sun,
gown yourself in kelp
There are so many good things to be drunk on!
I think i am drunk on your words, my head is in a tizzy 😉
The image is drunk enough to make the poem glow. Know where the cult of Dionysos took off? With slaves working the silver mines. The god was called Loosener. “Undress the shackles, climb the trees” indeedy. Great stuff –
From the freedom of being drunk to the shackles of mines… that’a chilling.
A joyful piece of writing. I like, ‘be drunk on borrowed brightness.’
Freedom of spirit comes in so many ways. A couple of things caught my listening eye… waltzing the hair and drunk on barrowed brightness!
I love the way that the poem flows from line to line…very lyrical.
This is a great bash with no fear of hangovers or regrets. It is delightfully dervishy.
Fantastic response! Love each line!
This sounds exciting: “gown yourself in kelp and ride the surfs with whales.” A wonderful invitation to joy.
Freedom doesn’t always confer joy … but you can’t experience joy, if you are not free.
Reading this after some wine, love it!