Slid-sideways on marble, fell-tumbled at market
Sucking lemons is better than swallowing bitter pills.
No sleeve’s wide enough to wear that bloody heart.
Pouring sorrows over arching muddles
Like rain flooding gigantic puddles.
Silly isn’t it to waste a day being
bucolic,
melancholic,
alcoholic.
Jo-Anne Teal, Writer 
That second line reminded me of the Mark Pajak poem ‘The Lemon Game’.
Fantastic use of imagery.
Thanks, Carol! I hadn’t got the link up yet for dVerse but will do now. I’ll have a look for the poem you’ve mentioned. Really appreciate your comment!
He reads it here: https://youtu.be/e1wmJAE_1Hw
Oh, Carol! Thank you!
As Carol says, the imagery here is fantastic. I particularly love the double hyphenation in the first line, “slid-sideways” and “fell-tumbled.” They open up up a whole new specificity of sliding and falling, giving me an unexpectedly vivid visual entry into the poem.
Thanks, Kernie :)) I hadn’t put the link up yet but this is a quadrille for d’Verse. The word was ‘silly’. So glad to put up something new – hopefully the beginning of much more! Hugs :))
Nice line: “Sucking lemons is better than swallowing bitter pills.”
Thanks so much, Frank. I appreciate you reading and commenting!
I feel strongly about the ending… those words after each other made me look back into the sliding and falling in new light.
Björn, thank you. That’s what I hoped readers would do. The words do give clues that are seen in a different light after finishing. “Pouring sorrows” also a part of that. I am always so appreciative of your understanding of my writing.