Mom Drink Poems

Ripping nostalgia right out of my veins
Crippled curtains living in psycho domains
We demolished this city not just this city the World
I can't live slow enough...

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I was born and raised in a little town by the name of Calder
That was just twenty miles south of the Canadian border
As a boy I...

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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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tea
amber
liquid, hot.
aroma spreads,
wispy steam rises,
greets us in morn.
joy to sip 
healthy
drink

August.17.2022

~Placed First~

Say it in Nine Poetry Contest
Sponsor-Joseph May...

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Its sundown, the day’s been reduced to a crack of lavender and fiery pinks along the Massif des Maures mountains. This evening we’re sipping cocktails...

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The smell of dark coffee brews in early morn.
Such a treat to wake up to, when I’m groggy and worn 
I’m not fond of fancy...

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Remember When

Remember when we acted so sly,
Going to lunch and getting high?
Remember when we camped and drank all night;
all of us glowing in the fires...

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I am glad I am with you,                  ...

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My name is Paul Carter and I want to tell you my tragic story
About the wrong path I chose in life, that wasn't one of...

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My mom and dad loved drinking coffee black,                    the coffee pot was full and never did...

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There is quite a big ruckus on the street
Lad's milking a cow without any teats
   How does he do it?
   He...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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One impulsive Saturday morning in Autumn 
Quail eggs take all the blames
		Quail eggs from Laguna Farmer’s market

Unspeakable -  what to do with these weird...

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Another One Down
And another one bites the dust. 

Marriage. 
My friend, my neighbor, the lady next door, 
Rampant miscalculations of being too nice, 
two people...

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The Garden at Grandma’s

The house is quiet, the chores are all done. 
We have gathered in the place out back. 
There is pit for a...

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