Falling off

A bottle of memories,

that I'll fail to remember.

Spinning through the evening,

that bottle deceived me.

All it left me was remorse,

that I fell off my high horse.

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

i like this a lot, thanks for entry into my competition, it reminds me of an alcoholic taking a drink at a party and falling off the wagon so to speak?

[emptyinkwell]

I can't help but picture a rowdy teen party and someone deciding it'd be a good idea to play spin the bottle. Very funny poem!

[Coyote Poetry]

I loved this poem. Honest and good words shared. The good flow of thoughts led to realistic ending. Those bottles can deceive us. Make us know madness. Thank you Emmy for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote