Unusual State of Being

Posted on September 6, 2020 by purplepeninportland

Written for: The Sunday Muse #124 (posted by Carrie)











Don't know how I got up
here.  The den was partying,
celebrating the birth
of a new cub.  I am not
much of a drinker, dulls
my senses.  I remember
ordering one glass
of blood wine, and then . . .
nothing.   Someone slipped
something menacing
into my drink.  My mane
is dripping with sweat,
and I have a roar of
a headache.  The joker
had better own up
to his deed.  I need
to get off this tree.  

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							I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy.  We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. 
My goal is to create and share poetry with others
who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry.  I hope to touch a nerve
in you, and feel your sparks as well.							
						

					


						

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				September 6, 2020 at 11:30 am			
    

			
    This is one of a defferent breed for you, Sara.  I like it but it is so very graphic of a dilema that most of us don’t want to talk about.
    
I ONCE was up your tree, mabe twice.  Once I got down by driving with my head out the car window so I could follow the white line driving home.  The other I was rescued by my girlfriend and her brother and another one or two putting me in the shower, cold.  I was probably 20 years old.  Never again.
    
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								wyndolynne says:			
    

				
				
			
    
				September 6, 2020 at 12:40 pm			
    

			
    Poor guy! Hope he gets down safely.
    

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								Beverly Crawford says:			
    

				
				
			
    
				September 6, 2020 at 2:58 pm			
    

			
    Ha!  Too much partying was more than the king of the jungle could handle!  Fun write.
    

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								gillena says:			
    

				
				
			
    
				September 6, 2020 at 4:47 pm			
    

			
    LOL nice one Sara
    

    Stay Safe
    

    Much💝love
    

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				September 6, 2020 at 6:14 pm			
    

			
    “Roar of a headache” love it! This is wonderful Sara! A clever and creative take on the image!!
    

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				September 6, 2020 at 7:17 pm			
    

			
    Bwahahahaha! I just adore this. In one poem, you’ve made think of Klingon wine, took me to the jungle, and reminded me that alcohol can leave even the best of us in a foolish spot. 😀
    

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				September 6, 2020 at 10:45 pm			
    

			
    Made me smile Sara… 🙂
    

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				September 7, 2020 at 1:03 am			
    

			
    Love this, Sarah … reminiscent of a few headaches back in the day.
    

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				September 7, 2020 at 12:45 pm			
    

			
    LOL! For sure. Can we all get down from this tree? Whose idea of a joke was this anyway?
    

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				September 7, 2020 at 3:48 pm			
    

			
    His perch does look precarious. Good one, Sara.
    

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