Long Hard liquor Poems

Mechanism 1
Part #1

The things outside of my window dry out my eyes. The egg that I saturated has mold on it. The moon decays when I speak. The stars are all just God’s germs. Lately...

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Alcoholsim...The Silent Killer 

When I have a problem...you are always there
I don’t have to wait...you always care 
I can cry into the bottle and tell you everything 
Who would ever have thought of all the...

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I am Kerris Hakim, bartender trade by night.  Here at Fahrenheit Lounge I've heard
Stories of patrons who dared to live, and lovers who had suddenly died.  
Graduating from law school without a dime....

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Once in my room it’s time to check my weapon.  I can’t live without her.  Which her am I thinking about?  This is not good.   I need to take a...

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IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY : LXXVI

IF ever I had a Country with or without any " Wood " in the aching aping Film Industry
And if ever (you know the refrain by now) I...

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Oh Mighty tree of the ages
I have witnessed you in all stages
Like the fierce spirit of David
And the boldness of Queen Esther
You have defied all the  rules 
and make mighty men look like fools
You...

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Demon eyes that dwell in blue
porcelain skin pale and new
Hair of raven full and black
lips so shy color they lack

Boy so thin spitefully tall
his glare in night is recalled
Taps his fingers on the table
drinks hard...

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This won't be a pretty picture, but I'm going to use this paper to put my art on
I'm not heartless, let me show you where my heart's gone
Should I be ashamed? Should I hide my...

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KEROUAC THE WORD SPEAKS JAZZ/Tony Adamo

Spoken Word All in Caps for Better Reading While in Recording Studio/10/14/23
THE JAZZ COOL AND BEBOP MUSICIANS MADE MUSIC THEIR OWN/
 THE BEAT GENERATION WAS A NONCONFORMIST CULTURE MOVEMENT OF...

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My grandfather taught me an unusual way to catch fish.
I tried it out one night I went with mom who is a musician.
During the day, she gives well off kids, music lessons, piano, guitar, and...

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Retrieved Passage 6:
From The Book of Days - The Cellar


Don't send me down to the cellar
I swear I won't do it again
lest my sanity goes inter-stellar
and I beat myself senseless in vain

Don't send me down...

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The Un-Cowboy Like Cowboy
this is the story of cedric hyde-fleet
the most un-cowboy cowboy you ever would meet
cedric was english, not british you see
but, being a cowboy was what  he wanted to be

he was from england
as i...

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JOE HENDERSON’S PROLIFIC OUTPUT AS EITHER A SIDEMAN OR LEADER/

IS SHEAR SONIC VELOCITY OF MUSIC COMING FROM HIS TENOR THINKIN' MIND/

NO HALF-STEPPIN HERE BRO/JOE’S INSIDE-OUTSIDE APPROACH GOT YOUR BACK TO EVERY SIDE HE PLAYED ON/
TO...

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It sits back and waits, it lives in your soul.
It slams you and breaks you when you finally feel whole.
It’s been so long since you’ve let it in. 
Standing on guard, it just wants to...

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Old boozed Willy was hostile and not ready to lose; 
a dirty face, a glowing nose...
only a firefighter's water hose
could have put out the heat he had gotten from the booze!


All the boys of Tumbleweed...

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Pool's Prince Charming
by Michael R. Burch

this is my tribute to the legendary pool shark "Saint Louie" Louie Roberts

Louie, Louie, Prince of Pool,
making all the ladies drool ...
Take the “nuts”? I'd be a fool!
Louie, Louie, Prince...

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To be these days on the front line                           ...

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I've been up at night lately
I can't seem to fall asleep lately
I keep lying to myself lately

I know what it's like to lose somebody you love
I know what it's like to lose yourself to the...

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An intense aroma from Mother's lilac bushes
satiate the air through our open kitchen window
Robins perched on the rusty downspout
falling from our old front porch,
whistling their sound of peek, tut, peek, tut

Melancholy music is perceived faintly
in...

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I grew up in a household that didn’t even drink,
So, it never occurred to me to even start.
Not even in my wildest dreams did I ever think
That, later in life, alcohol would play such a...

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Now search the song of roof-making
The consolation of a slow day-
Romantic body of the Olive Barb in sight
Of Bioscope smeared colorful childhood-
Is the Cheerful voice. 

Now in the cataract 
The hum of flying flies-
The wonder...

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at the tavern in the darkening hours 
a drunkard swallows the small world reflected in his glass 
at one gulp, emboldened, he dances with inflamed eyes 
brandishing the ornamental sword taken down from the wall...

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Atheists,
nihilistic babies
weaned on void milk
They raised themselves not to partake
of any faith-altering substance — 
God and religion 
is hard liquor and hardcore pornography
to their pure humanist, temperance sensibility
They don’t believe in spiritual invisible things ...
yet,...

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"As a dog returneth to his vomit, so a fool returneth to his folly." - Proverbs 26:11 (KJ version)
 
Imploding glass into my martini
Hard liquor…hard glass
Shattering my soul and body
The visual alone left me dead...

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The Right Choices

There are those who have gladly made their drugs of choice.
Then, there are those whose choices took away their voice.             ...

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