{"id":17,"date":"2015-02-01T19:01:00","date_gmt":"2015-02-01T19:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sylviaarthur.com\/poemswithpictures.com\/?p=17"},"modified":"2015-05-02T16:20:16","modified_gmt":"2015-05-02T16:20:16","slug":"closing-time","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/?p=17","title":{"rendered":"Closing Time"},"content":{"rendered":"

The Picture<\/strong><\/p>\n

The idea behind this blog is for me to create pictures that are inspired by the poetry of my friend Sue. So, I\u2019m looking through her collection of poems and lyrics trying to find words that speak to me and create a mental word picture. When I read the first line of this poem it instantly put an image in my mind and I drew this quick, spontaneous, sketch. I liked the happy, optimistic idea of the \u201ccheers\u201d and I worked out the more finished version as a mixed media painting. I think there\u2019s another picture in these words as I read on into the poem, but I went with the first thought this time. Maybe next time I\u2019ll dig in a little deeper.<\/p>\n

\"I'll<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n

Spontaneous sketch inspired by the phrase, “I’ll drink to that”<\/em><\/p>\n

The Poem<\/strong><\/p>\n

I enjoy the way this poem cleverly links one clich\u00e9 line to the next. It doesn\u2019t sound quite as optimistic as it begins and it\u2019s certainly not as optimistic as my painting. To me, this poem reads like it\u2019s telling the story of someone\u2019s hard luck life, kind of loser. Maybe it\u2019s about the typical kind of guy Sue would meet after a gig in the bar; the kind of guy who always tries to make friends with the band. He talks your ear off, telling you his life story as long as he can get another drink, until closing time, when he goes home alone. “You\u2019re my same old thing.”<\/p>\n

Who knows? I\u2019d be interested to know what other people get out of this poem.<\/p>\n

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Closing Time<\/strong><\/p>\n

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I\u2019ll drink to that<\/p>\n

Some do some don\u2019t (some will some won\u2019t)<\/p>\n

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Just take your chances<\/p>\n

It\u2019s nothing personal<\/p>\n

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Honest<\/p>\n

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Two friends never left him<\/p>\n

God and his mother<\/p>\n

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I love you<\/p>\n

No strings attached<\/p>\n

Some things never change<\/p>\n

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If I had it to do over again<\/p>\n

Things were different then<\/p>\n

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You never miss the water \u2018til the well runs dry<\/p>\n

Don\u2019t take things so seriously<\/p>\n

Take it easy<\/p>\n

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Feed your body feed your mind<\/p>\n

Who ever would have thought<\/p>\n

You\u2019re my same old thing<\/p>\n

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By: Sue Michaud<\/em><\/p>\n

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Here’s what I got out of the poem. Cheers to you Sue.<\/p>\n

\"Closing<\/a><\/p>\n

Mixed media painting, picture for the poem “Closing Time” <\/em><\/p>\n

by: Sylvia Arthur<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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