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Happy Hour By Arthor Journer Went to this place that promised happy hour But I found myself drowning in this whiskey sour I was not gay I was not happy there was no smile on my face All hope all cheer all faith had been erased I looked around and all I saw was the echo of gloom The atmosphere was pregnant with darkness and doom Even the waitress had wrinkles from her permanent frown The bright music could not rescue us from being down Nobody had died there was no plethora of bad news Our loves had not left us or any other source of blues Still the weight of the clouds caused us all to cower Here in this place to celebrate happy hour Perhaps I got here too late the hour had ended The alarm went off no more happiness to be resended All the smiles wiped away ending the gleeful talks All dismissed and forbidden by a tick of the clock Tomorrow perhaps I will get here early and not miss The celebrations the laughter all of the bliss After a day like today I need to find a source of smiles Discover a place a haven to rest safely for awhile Find a spot where my thoughts can flower Find a place to celebrate happy hour Indecent Proposal By Arthor Journer Shall we propose a toast to our tears? For my first proposal only hurt Perhaps you were not serious or sincere Only a figment of imagination of my heart This diamond precious and durable Sits on the cloth melting from then pain The only sparkling beauty at the table As both of our tears continually rain My heart is broke your secret discovered This game a gamble I lost For you perpetuated a true lover But only a two headed coin was tossed Arthor Journer says that the paths he has traveled have taken him far from his birthplace of He loves to experience different people and different cultures. Arthor began writing stories and poems from 5th grade but didn’t share them with others. He won first prize in a writing competition in high school for his short story and from that point on looked at writing not only as a self expression of his thoughts and feelings but also as a means of connecting and communicating with people. Journer joined the military after high school and eighteen years and many foreign trips later is more and more focused on writing. His first book The Knees the Needs the Kneads of a Natural Man was published a few months ago and his second book Emotional Mosaic is likely to be published by the fall. Disclaimer: The views and opinions expressed in these columns are solely those of the writers and do not necessarily represent those of the editor/publisher. Archives:
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