Everything been taught to me
Been taught to me by a black
Leather belt and everything I need
To know been shown to me by the
Mercy of your raised right hand
I’ve been a sinner since the day I was
Born, a little beer in the pacifier didn’t
Hurt me none, contempt burns strait to
The filter just like a guided cigarette.
Preparation for hell that’s all life is and
When I meet the Devil I expect he’ll be
Wearing my face and speaking through a
Hotel Bible just like my dear old man
At the end of a switch you’ve made me into
A fine man, virtues you’ve no stock to give
Virtues laced with whiskey and nylon I
Know the addiction that became your 3 am
On a different street, same stale puddles of
Gasoline. If I am rotten its because I’ve lived
My whole life face down in shit. I don’t neeed
To tell you but you’ve got no right to judge,
One look in the mirror and you’ll know exactly
Who I am
(I feel like this poem is different from my usual style I have been listening to Seasick Steve and I just wanted to try something new. This poem is fictional but I added some real facts from my childhood. I went for a kind of Blues feel)
16 thoughts on “Whiskey and Nylon”
Wonderful – a distinctly unique, new voice for your writing, really conveying the character!! 🙂 🙂
Thank you! I wanted to step out of my comfort zone, try a different style
You succeeded admirably, and I think writing in truly different voices is one of the hardest things for a writer to do, so bravo my friend, well done!! 🙂
Awwww thanks Helen I am so happy to hear that!
Awww thanks Melanie =)
its def got grit….and darkness…that opening stanza sets the tone and then you just build on it…i grew up under a belt, not malicious–i dont think—but…intriguing to hear you in a different voice…smiles.
Thank you Brian =) In Sweden its illegal to spank or physically discipline your children, where I am from in NC its probably still common. I was spanked growing up too but I definitely didn’t continue that tradition.
You’ve done it again…just a great piece.
I am glad you liked it =)
I like all your stories. Look forward to them. 🙂
Awwww your poems are beautiful as well and a treat =)
Well done. Can’t say I relate on a personal level, but I’m sure many others can.
I am glad you can’t, I hope you had a happy childhood =) I can’t relate to everything either its fictional and a mash up I don’t even drink casually at celebrations and I have never employed a prostitute I hope that goes without saying!
Well done I really enjoyed this, I felt like I got to grow with the character.
thank you =)