Beach Addiction Poems

Lightheaded I ambled
towards the lonely pub.
Liquor helps sometimes you know.
It burns the mind,
empties it
of niggling thoughts,
of subtle yearnings,
of ambitious aspirations.
 
There she was
redhead and flushed.
A...

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Where I looked, I found solace.
Don't look at it anymore, it's time to let go.
So I surrendered to a woman-river's embrace.
Hemlock juice across the river...

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Where I looked
Don't look at it anymore
So I surrendered to a woman-river
Hemlock juice across the river blue
I am blue-throated; Duel flaps its wings
Let's go through...

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Font Din Black

so u real??? 
Warning! The following choppy, batty, 
dopey: elegy = flaky, goofy, history: iffy, 
jumpy, kooky: loopy, matty, nappy, nippy, 
sketchy material...

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I have to say I've been here before
My life has changed but not these shores

Of this salty ocean sea I still drink

I thought I'd escaped...

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A remarkable suicide

Johan Borgen 
had an elegant pen and a charming story near his typewriter, but he was also a serious writer who deeply plowed...

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Three states
in five hours.
Maybe we’ll stop somewhere nice
like a KOA campground.
A kid can hope. It’s hot and it would be great to go for a...

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In my eyes, your sorrow lies,
A station where my spirit flies.
Echoes linger where we once stood,
In solitude, I understood.

I miss your smile, your warmth so...

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Every time I see you, you're more red and in the West
I’m always anxious, you don’t seem to know the word exists
It comes and goes,...

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It's the Fourth of July.
Remember...
With fireworks above
You flew like the wind to be by my side
As they roared with rage
I teased, but I held you...

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You think you are so tough
You act rough
Your mannerisms are enough
Everywhere is your turf
When it comes to the beach and swimming, you don’t even know...

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In my eyes I’ve lived 2 lives within 1 life/
Strutting by live strife and grief like you wouldn’t believe/
It’s how you perceive what’s kept to...

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The destruction of the cell in the dialectic of negativity
Shooting arrows of light towards the body of the self
Solar processes and nuclear fusion
Sustainable Amazonian Euterpe...

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Didn't walk five miles per hour this morning
Barely three
For little more than two
Slow enough to feel the sun
Touch me 
Through tall tree shadows
Stretched over the...

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awake all night 
scared at first light
i can hear the roar
it excites me to the core
i smell it in the air
its here for those who...

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