Family Drink Poems

I hear them talking as I open my eyes, 
a hazy something lingers on my lips like lava, 
threatening to erupt. I hear question then...

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Are not Irish Eyes
always smiling?
IN the Blamey
at the stone – at the family
pub, celebrating life’s cheering,
brawling, grinning, deeply etching
proud ethnic tone – in the 
lilt...

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By Chad Carlson

Today I looked at my life in rewind
Found the good in mostly bad times
Smiled a lot and even laughed a little
Until I got...

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I started out as a pretty rose bud,
the rains are coming maybe even a flood.
Then the bright sun will come out,
my pedals open up without...

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I lay here beside you,
It's not quite 9:00pm.
You are long gone,
Absorbed by the alcohol. 
Tonight, like every other,
I cooked for you.
When you were hungry after...

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I hope you lose sleep
All these things you did to me
I'm done keeping peace...

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barely adult male
lacking abilities needs
aimless future trials~
driven working family 
young man dies by drunk driver...

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Spice tea is for me,  
hot with honey on a cold winter's day.  
Pretty pink rose cups,  
are filled to the top...

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It was Christmas, and we were young,
when the snow was deep
and the lights were strung,
along Stony hill, Allen and Main.
And my uncle`s dead
but he too...

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A party lingers in the stillness of a room.
Chairs moved, plates stacked, glasses
stained in red lipstick of after dinner
chatter. Cutlery criss-crossed, mosaic.

For a moment, when...

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I am the coffee cup,  
holding the coffee which is God.  
He fills me with sweetness and warmth,  
so others can enjoy...

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Stirring my hot or cold tea, 
with fresh honey from a bee. 
I must not get stung, 
or this sweet drink will hurt my tongue....

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mocha dream in chocolate blend

whip cream clouds a sweet trend

coffee kiss cocoa love

flavor fuse from above

indulge a mug with a friend.
...

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'Dinner won't be long, Dear.'

Burt puffed up his pillows and squeezed one out.

'Better wash your hands, now'.

The armchair smothered his glee.

Wallaby faggots, 

Brown rice juices,

Lentils,

Barley...

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Shelves filled with all kinds of books,
will take a plain wall and make it pretty,
this makes real beauty for you and I.


Maybe some hot rose...

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