Heaven Drink Poems

The fruit juice drips momentarily beneath the alter filling the crevices and corner, while the sound of impatient traffic rolls down the street honking horns...

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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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Gazing at the transgressive, monotonous (yet awake) mundane-
burning cheeks, bottles empty of holy blood
accompanied by slurred atonement lost in soft wind
persevered; untainted discovery by foolish...

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The aroma of coffee fills the air,
As the donuts sit on the table with care.
The steam rises from the cup,
As the donuts are ready to...

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My girlfriend's coming over
And I'm looking to impress
Thought I'd whip us up some dinner
So there's no time to regress

I drove a couple of miles
To the...

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I only drank one year, a while
I vastly prefer self-denial
Didn't like myself more
Back when dates *tried* to score
Now I've let them go, with a smile...

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When I was a was a boy in Heaven
Mom gave me a disc at seven

it was Chumbawamba
and I heard the tuba

Then one of them by...

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Not chained is the heart would draw near
Feel the breeze of Heaven while heaving
The hand of Faith shall free souls and steer
A divine fountain of...

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Dear Lord God the almighty who owns all
Grow him feathers to flying higher and not fall
Spark your guiding light
Whenever he is faced fright

Make this day...

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Thirst! Thirst!
Scorching thirst!
What a terrible night!

From head to groin
From hip to tip,
Fire rages.
My entrails shriek and crackle,
As twigs in a forest fire.
My nostrils flare,
With the...

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Painting the horizon of heaven
bet you blue is there
as you travel by plane through air
while you sink within your drink
blue is in the mix
so your...

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A colorful bantam rooster perches atop
The open-air “Blue Heaven” bar in Key West
Red, yellow, green, and blue stools inviting
Passersby to imbide a salty dog or...

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Drinking my hot coffee in the morning 
While drinking my coffee, looking at my wife
Drinking my coffee, makes it goodmorning. 

As I sit there looking...

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“Satisfied” has never entirely
peaked in me; just when I feel 
at a pinnacle – Wham!--another 
smack of barbecue embraces and 
spicy grins – 

We are...

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