Winter Addiction Poems

This life's trying to kill me, 
Grind me down, 
Beating me slowly. 
Looking at pictures of the old me, 
I see my face but I...

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When I do it I love me
When I don't I hate me

I am beautiful lying upon my bed
Open like a flower
But I'm dirty
And I won't...

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(Family heirloom, Persian Gharajeh rug)

Coping Skills

The world is certainly not as it should be.
Maybe it’s always been that way,
But now we know 24/7.

So we each...

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Listen to the silence, 
before the sip of this brewed potion, 
an enticing concoction, 
Do you hear the harvest , 
The songs oozing from the...

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Outside shivering 
As my right hand keeps shaking
While I am smoking.
...

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Certain appearances make me question our fufillmentship 
I’d bet my life that I’d find more comfort in a rock bottom 
Than in you 
Your mood...

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October is one of those months that begin to transition and change to prepare for winter.

As our days begin to shorten, this tenth month brings...

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Yellowstone in winter. Canyon Falls, Rutherford Park, Old Faithful. Of all the places we had ever visited, this was his favorite. Josh even named one...

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We sit in our little houses.
Consumed in our little lives.
Proud of our advances.
Scared of our lies. 

We ponder on the living of our very lives.
We...

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Wine

Sweet light glass of wine
Savour my lips with you deep
Draining my mouth with your sweet taste...

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Rounds
by Michael R. Burch

Solitude surrounds me
though nearby laughter sounds;
around me mingle men who think
to drink their demons down,
in rounds.

Now agony still hounds me
though elsewhere mirth...

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The Great Fall (Mr. Dumpty) 


The man they call Dumpty sat up on his wall.
On one side, faith and the other, xylitol. 
Has the white...

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This feeling has no borders
Carved to hills to mountains to rivers,
Maybe a sky into oceans.
The breeze of your scent
Pace through into vein after vein
And much...

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in an even more distant land
where love is a devil eating chains
at a big banquet
hope, a hungry wolf admiring him with lust,
I will go to...

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War in Europa

Never have I seen so many well-dressed refugees
fleeing a country where few bombs fall on people.
Never have I seen a media totally unbiased
stirring...

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