Friday Poem

"Winoes"

Their wizened cheery faces,
Their camaraderie,
Their engrossed talk (philosophy);
They sit on benches in the sun;
They quaff the wine and sherry,
They're as happy as the day is born.
Legless,
Out of their minds,
Sloshed,
They point and grimace, point and lecture,
Point and hold the pose:
A lugubrious ballet pose,
Or ancient Chinese exercise.
Then sad depression for a while
Until a drink rejuvenates.