Poem Hunter
Drinking And Writing Date Written 03/02/2008
CM (05/05/1977 / Bangor, Northern Ireland)

Drinking And Writing Date Written 03/02/2008

Poem By Clare McWilliams

Why do i drink, because I'm a writer?
Because I need a good haze in which to find
The fuzzy ponderings of my scattered mind.

Why do I write, because I'm a drinker?
Because I need a fuzzy mind to dull the insanity
Of alliteration overload in my frontal lobe.

Which came first, the drinking or the writing?
As a child I was drunk on the experience of all
Life had to offer, not yet sullied by adult perspective.

I wrote then, small and true, and my words disturbed
The tall god-like beings of my tiny world.
So i sobered up, got with the programme.

I died, and did not return to my natural life
For an eon and a half, then suddenly
Waking in drunkeness I became reborn.

And I wrote, and I wrote, and I wrote
Becoming soberer with each new day
Until I realised the two were not intertwined.

I again realised that experience was the drug
That created the haze of my thoughtful fruitfulness
And I lived, and I lived, and I lived.

Whilst still getting drunk sometimes. Just for good measure.

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Comments (4)

Really an insightful rendition well articulated and nicely brought forth. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing Clare and do remain enriched.
I hear every clink and rattle of the glasses and bottles and the dry mouth mornings looking for a toothbrush that isn't gacky. Love the last couple of lines.
LOL! This one reeks of Irishness (can I say that? ?)
I'll drink to that! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !