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My way My end

My medicine is all in the mind.
My hope rises with the sun of tomorrow. 
My mouth is the ocean the sword and the feather.
My heart is the sky the key the sun and the moon.
My flesh and bones is a cage My blood keeps it alive.
My flaws gave birth to my near oh so near perfection.
My tarnished shoes, scares and scabs is true beauty.
My mind is clay shaped by every encounter.
My hunger is food .
My failure is success.
My weakness is strong.
My darkness illuminates the light.
My soul is my wealth. 
My ticket to paradise. 
My flesh is the shovel that toils
to earn the validity of that ticket. 
My way.
My end.

Copyright © Elliott Bowe THe DrUnKeN POeT

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  1. Date: 1/23/2013 10:14:00 PM
    I like this one too. Always be proud of who we are. Thanks for sharing. Lucilla

  1. Date: 12/14/2012 3:56:00 PM
    This is so amazing. I decided to stop by today and I am so glad I did because I love what I have found today. I have truly enjoyed reading this piece. very good work. Thanks for sharing.

  1. Date: 11/5/2012 12:04:00 AM
    I love ur way of words Elliot, superb xoxoxo always carma

  1. Date: 9/10/2012 7:35:00 AM
    Great poetry! Terry

  1. Date: 8/31/2012 8:53:00 PM
    Wake up DrUnKeN seem to be asleep far too long...your ink dries yet in thy pen! One love. Joy Wells

  1. Date: 8/20/2012 2:01:00 PM
    Ah! One must admire somone that knows himself so well. Heart speaking...Soul weeping, I say. You've made me question "why" which of course absolutely none of my business. Cynthia

  1. Date: 8/20/2012 12:36:00 PM
    Really like the flesh is the shovel that earns the ticket. It just really struck me as how I feel after working hard.

  1. Date: 7/21/2012 4:33:00 PM
    You arise to flawless poetry! Love it

  1. Date: 7/16/2012 12:53:00 AM
    My My My,,what a poem my friend Elliott.. how are you?? You are the antidote to your self... this is a free xool verse...xox~pd

  1. Date: 7/12/2012 8:40:00 PM
    My,my Elliott,that is a very fine write!

  1. Date: 7/11/2012 8:44:00 AM
    You way.....are well done it. - oxox love Anne-Lise

  1. Date: 7/10/2012 3:58:00 PM
    Elliott--YOUR way is superb! Well done!

  1. Date: 7/5/2012 10:55:00 AM
    My medicine is all in the mind My hope rises with the sun tomorrow ... let my sun arise and her dawn spread within me and beyond. like your poem much, gives me hope. thank Elliot

  1. Date: 7/5/2012 12:44:00 AM
    Hi Elliot glad I droped in today words of wisdom my friend, all the best Owen

  1. Date: 7/4/2012 10:25:00 AM
    soulful as it can get, elliott...much enjoyed!..:) huggs

  1. Date: 7/4/2012 1:04:00 AM
    An excellent poem here Elliott.Love it.

  1. Date: 7/3/2012 3:47:00 PM
    It was good to read you words today Elliott. Thank you my friend. Peace and blessings to you

  1. Date: 7/3/2012 2:55:00 PM
    you continue to leave me breathless with your poetry,you left out a line,My gift is resting this pen on paper,great write Sober ohhh sorry Drunken Poet