Whiskey Blues



It's 3 am headlights on the highway
everything is a blurred. Got those
whiskey blues.

Static on the radio playing trick on
my mind. I see your image standing
on the side of this dusty road.

The smell of your perfume lingers
in the air mix with the taste of
bourbon in my breath.
Your lime green scrunchy you wore
in the center console that Sunday
night we went for ice cream getting
 caught in the rain.

Got those whiskey blues no one
can take away.
Whiskey blues in my soul.

I remember the time we hit the
arcade played Pac-Man till midnight.
Where we ended up at my place
drinking red wine till dawn. Your
lipstick on the wine glass.

Darling don't you know there is
nothing in this world I wouldn't do.
You got me in a loop.
Thinking about these whiskey blues.

I got nothing to lose except driving
my way back into your arms. That is
where I find these whiskey blues.
All I need are whiskey blues.

You got me in a spellbound by these whiskey blues.
You got me hooked by these whiskey
blues no matter what.
All I need is to drive a quarter mile
back into your heart. To settle these
whiskey blues my sweet brown eyed
girl.
Don't you know.

   Ax.barajas

About this poem

I wrote this is as a country song driving down the highway. Wanting to express love comes in many ways and has no boundaries.

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Written on February 12, 2022

Submitted by axbarajas0419 on February 12, 2023

Modified on March 29, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme AXB XCX XXXDACX XAX XXXDX EXXB CEBB BXXXXXXX
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 1,169
Words 250
Stanzas 8
Stanza Lengths 3, 3, 7, 3, 5, 4, 4, 8

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