If only this moment / lasted a lifetime
A poem I wrote for 2 friends of mine and myself on the great times we have and the situations we just don’t want to leave This is my favourite poem of all that I have written, I do hope you enjoy it.
Crush my bones, / with all your light, / suffocate my hate, / till I kiss this life,
This is about the bottle, and how it ruins life’s, and nearly took my own, hope you like
They are the things you want to run from full speed. These things you just can’t clean off and that you’ll just never be clean of… the…
Just another memory of alcoholism which I bear
You tease the palate with a taste for more / Then dump your victim at oblivion’s door / His thirst increases the more you entice / He grabs …
/ Thanks go to “pepper08” for bringing my words to life with fantastic imagery!!
Wine does not beg me for all-consuming dedication.
A dedication to the one form of indulgence that sets me free.
Those pint glass bottomed spectacles / are staring up at me / as you gurgle down another beer / and burp and boff with glee. Gone are you…
looking back into memory’s mirror / the me of yesterday is as blurred / as the moments i drowned in drink
I’m drunk again / What else to say? / I do it every single day
I feel terrible.
Do you know how difficult it is to find a mixer for Listerine?
One of the greatest problems in the world today is addiction, and yet certain addictions take a higher toll than others.
The elongating of my “Thought of the Day”
1 shot of Absinthe poured over ice in a tall rocks glass. Slowly poor Calypso flavored green tea down side of glass to top off. Goe…
Golden apples ripening in the soft warm September sun / Hanging still from drooping, ancient, gnarled branches / Waiting impatiently as if …
We drank to darkness, / holding our glasses high / and gulped another regret. / Empty air was all it was.
Teenagers / They know better than those / Who have been before them
“I see now it was a stupid, dangerous thing to have done. / Then, my muddled mind was not given much to lucid thought.”
I wish I could have slept in the fire that came, but I always ended up in the snow.
Drinking too much and living too many lives at once.
An alcoholic doesn’t care about the hops in his beer, / and you my dear, are the grapes in his wine.
daddy’s sleeping on the couch / momma’s drinking till she drowns
Inspired by my father sleeping on the couch. ((That’s the only bit of truth, not to worry.))
I feel my thirst like a material thing
*magic potion / in my cup / enter brain cells / and corrupt / inhibitions / now release / make my words / all run free / take the measure / of the…
The ache from your heart seeping through your eyes / I don’t love you anymore. / Five words strong enough to split my lip / Fill my ribcage …
Love can cause us to do stupid / things; sometimes it means trying / our hardest to stop our lover from / being hurt – even if that means / hurting us.
So I delve deeper yet into our art. / Composing myself in blue ink on paper / metaphor dripping / spinning the rhyme / clinging to romance / k…
Why I stayed in the bottle
Some acolytes will go for strength / Some for brewers known and loved / And some of us will trust to luck to pick our due / Each half a trib…
Living contained within oaken stays / Memories of earth and the power of the sun / Drawn from their heart / And resting in their power T…
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