An Ode to a Drunk Man

I’m enjoying taking part in the Writing 101: Poetry challenge, and I came to miss my daily prompt today, since there are apparently no classes at the weekend. I also miss an edge to the prompts offered, so I came up with my own subversive prompt.

The inspiration came to me when, perched at my balcony on the top floor in a block of flats, I observed successively a number of intoxicated individuals having a hard time trying to get home from their weekend drinking sessions.

I wrote the poem sober but formatted it drunk.


A drunk man

So gay

Sways like a poplar tree

Schemes to take over the world

Skids on the icy road

Falls and fails

To rise

Feeling not the cold

He falls


And dies



Author: Mara Eastern

I'm a sardonic blogger, snapper, scribbler and rhymer; a virtual space invader who indulges in cheerful negativism, morbid self-deprecation and bleak humour.

29 thoughts

    1. I’m not a bad person for taking so much pleasure in killing my characters, right 😉 ? You’re of course not a bad person, it was the idea to write a funny piece. After all, it’s so silly that it can’t be thought of as real!

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  1. It’s so cool – love how you combine the swaying of him with the words being apart 😀 His death comes across less dramatic than the falling guy one – rather amusing here on this one 😉 Well done!


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