It’s a Fallen Glass or Three by James ZealyA small event and canteen
Where fruits of the vine
And essence of distilled grain
Gives an escape for a time
Where the intimate setting
Allows Patrons a place to commune
Entertainers a stage for vetting
Musical exorcism of tunes
While enjoying a brew or two
Finding relaxation is natural
Hopeful wishes set to singer vibrato
Of a creation waiting to be corraled
While the blues anchors its sound
In ears relating to choral
Aspirations aching around
To slow-motion pastoral
Confessions that placations abound
Finishing its time in my head
Setting my glass down
Slowly sighing my emotions abed
12/21/2024 Author's Note: Experiences in a combination bar entertainment venue
Posted on 12/21/2024 Copyright © 2025 James Zealy
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