Whisky in the Jar (Quadrille)


dVerse~ Poets Pub Challenge: Quadrille#14

If darkness hit me first,
I’d creep in silently

knocking dust off shelves
with fast breathing. If the

smell hit me next I’d look
for a black hole, moonless;

whiskey from the broken jar
danced with urine on the floor –

before he hit me.

Challenge: Write a poem on your blog in exactly 44 words (excluding title) where at least one of the words has to be jar, remember to link back to dVerse. Visit and get inspired by the other poets, have fun and remember to come back throughout the week to check out if there are any new entries. We will select one of the poems to be included in our upcoming anthology, and if you are selected we will contact you to get your acceptance.








Author: Anita Lubesh

I write poetry/prose/stories/short stories/verses for children/sketch/and have 6 chapters of a novel sitting there like that half eaten trifle in the fridge or bottle of Jack Daniels because something makes you afraid to eat it or drink... right now.. I am a proud Geordie from England's northern hemisphere and the beautiful city of Newcastle upon Tyne. I live with my lovely husband who came all the way from sunny California just for me, and my favourite animal, Bobble, our dog. I am a member of Greenpeace and Friends of the Earth and wish we could all do more, especially today, when such a lot is wrong.

31 thoughts on “Whisky in the Jar (Quadrille)”

  1. That last line was a punch I didn’t see coming which of course makes it all the more shocking. I know what it’s like to tiptoe around a drunk but thankfully was never hit…bad memories for me.

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    1. Thank you for reading. There is always something that resonates deeper than others and it is shocking that this happens and you count yourself lucky. I hope things are much, much better for you today.


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