In all walks of life, we guzzle Oh, how we love to sit and guzzle As babes at our mother’s breast We’d take her milk and guzzle As children playing with the rest We’d offer juice and guzzle As adults in our Sunday best We’d fill our glass and guzzle Our cars and houses also blessed As gas and money, they’d guzzle Until our waning years possessed Our souls and the love they guzzled Then they said, Erynn, let us rest For it was life we’d guzzled
The prompt for this poem was to “write a Ghazal about guzzling”.
I’ve never written a Ghazal before, so this was quite a challenge. How would you have written it?
To learn more about the Ghazal, visit the Poetry Foundation
A brilliant Ghazal and a real journey through the many guzzling phases of life! Thanks for sharing Erynn! I am a Creative Life Coach and have a poetry blog in case you have time to read? http://www.peacockpoetryblog.wordpress.com and I am also on Instagram as #coachingcreatively – let’s follow each other if you use this medium? You can also find me on Facebook under Sam Allen wearing a bright red and orange hat! Have a good day?
I’m glad you enjoyed it! It was a difficult form to work with, but I’m pleased with how it turned out.
I did one recently too and also really enjoyed doing it. Trying new forms keeps you inspired, doesn’t it?
It does indeed! Plus, it can challenge you ability to be disciplined…especially if you’re used to writing free verse like I am lol
Yes it gives you a structure