Mother Addiction Poems

Double pain in my heart
The sad I feel tears me apart
From my our family I had to band my brother 
That would of killed our...

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(prelude) 
 
  the buzzing of the evening insects 
  presage evil ! 

  here are black wolves ! here are ghosts...

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One, you and your buddies broke my door

Two, you are watching me

Three, I am great mother 

Four, very clever very smart

Five, I'm a different problem...

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Stories, stories that was told on to me,
"A woman so pretty, with her flawless eyes.
Soft lips, clear skin and her hair dancing tonight."
My reflection, grudgingly...

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In the tapestry of life, memories weave their threads, and the echoes of past workplaces linger like faint perfume. Seacrest, with its morning shifts and...

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Lapsed contra dancer rediscovers his happy place

I tip figurative hat to the late Cathy Robertson, longtime (lifetime) Thomas Paine Unitarian Church member, who unwittingly and...

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When her shadow falls on yesterday,
And the memory erases the hopes and dreams,
Like faded stars in a warm, summer sky –
Her fickle heart makes its...

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A little bit of hash ain't no trash

Mother needs that little yellow pill to keep her still

L. S.D it just doesn’t agree

Father works so hard,...

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The woman in the next booth was gorgeous
Ronnie started to introduce himself
Then he saw the cigarette
His mother had been a smoker

He could not abide the...

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I met my daughter 7 days ago,
I saw her little face through the neck of a broken bottle,
One I’d thrown at her quivering mother,
In an...

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Unter den Linden 


I have a soft spot for the German language
 when a toddler, I had free access to a military camp where they...

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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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Drunk is the man, 
Who gave me the roots of my existence
In this harsh, cold and dark world...
For instance,
He beats up his so-called darling heartbeat
To...

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Time may change me
But I can't trace time
-David Bowie

piercing morning winds threaten
to strip the trees of their
orange, golden and crimson gowns;
the resilient foliage
gripping tightly to...

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God Planted That "Flower and That Garden"! It was called "The Garden Of Eden ! My Mother was planted in "The Garden Of Eden"! The...

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