TIPSYA Poem by Betty Hermeleea bit too much....
The second glass of sherry proceeds straight to my head As I launch a few giggles aloud The bartender arrives at my table with the check And inquires how I feel How embarrassed I am at this moment He offers to retrieve a cab for me I hand him Edward’s card and pay the bill He sees me struggling to lift off the chair and helps me up Now, I feel my cheeks flush T’s time to leave I should think Though my giggles are a precursor to a pleasant life I believe
Edward arrives just in time, as I do feel a bit tipsy He greets me with his usual smile and queries about my condition I respond with a suitable grin and reveal that everything is just perfect, as I hiccup I conclude that he knows very well I am drunk! The result is that the ride to the hotel is full of conversation and laughter I muse to myself as I exit the cab that Edward is quite enjoyable I thank him for the ride and offer to pay Yet he keeps refusing He bids me well and I wave goodbye
Now I am at the hotel and Christine notes my tipsiness She helps me up the stairs to my room and advises that she shall bring some supper to me I am flattered at the room service, yet shall not take advantage I promptly change into my lounging gown, still with hiccups which should cease when I eat my supper Christine knocks, and I answer pronto Shepherd’s pie, small peas and a raspberry tort for dessert How lovely this is… Water is my only liquid I eat rapidly as I am quite hungry Next, I put my tray outside my door I must digest before I lay on the bed So, I sit on the small, cushioned chair, my hiccups have ceased and I muse about everything in my life One event after another until I doze off
I awaken suddenly and discern that I am still Sitting on my chair I surmise my musing about life events was nought At present I ponder about my doctor appointment tomorrow A bit anxious regarding his opinion of my pregnancy status Oh, I still to worry so much I am quite sure he shall conclude that all is well.
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4 Reviews Added on March 27, 2026 Last Updated on March 27, 2026 AuthorBetty HermeleeBlack Mountain, NCAboutMy love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more.. |

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