Long Overindulgence Poems

Overindulgence, it’s just the way it is in this society.
Overindulgence in sex, food, alcohol, drugs, spending,
spending beyond the means and getting in debted for 
self-indulgence in vanity, materialism and social media.

I am laying these issues...

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Man and animals collectively are known as creatures: 
Overindulgence of sleeping, eating and sex amounts to animals 
Man's thinking and reasoning make Man's features 
Complexities are Man's qualities, awesome and phenomenal. 


Mankind we adore............. 



Enlightenment...

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America, why did you stray from the old way.
A constitution put forth, the foundation of our land,
barely recognizable what was originally Jefferson's hand.
Tarnished and smudged by misinterpretation,
overindulgence and greed, to satisfy political,
judicial, and journalistic need.
Once...

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I’m a weapon of mass destruction
 the kind that doesn't appeal to societies seductions
I am all about kingdom construction
The word of God is my daily instructions
I get an unction, how to function 
Steering clear of...

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Dew drops fell on my eyelids,

as I lay upon dampened ground

I sighed and looked heavens up astound,

wishing for the pain to cease

I wiped my brow of all crease

with dismay my mind wonders

If it really is...

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The Prodigal Son

Why do babies leave home at such a young age? Like premature hatchlings falling from the nest before their wings are even capable of flight, only to succumb to the wildness of nature....

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As I take my right hand and gently lay it across my chest, I begin to take a long deep breath. With my eyes shut tight every heart beat genuinely whispering cries I belong to...

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I don't have to be a monk,
tucked away on some far off mountain,
to feel the profound joy
of contemplation.

Nor do I have to be a party animal
to laugh at ridiculous jokes,
during game night
in the company of...

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When I lay down on my deathbed,
Remember me…remember me forevermore
When I give in to silent slumber,
Don’t grieve for me…
I’m in God’s hand – 
A pleasant placement that I adore

When I wake up from this horrifying...

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Scriptures speak to us in riddles
Relying upon esoteric symbols 
They may be well intentioned
But it’s time this truth is mentioned 
That addressing mind, invoking fear
Guilt of imagined sin begins to sear
Plunging our mind in deep...

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Saint Patrick died on March 17th.
So we celebrate the day with green and drink.

Patrick, was kidnapped to Ireland as a slave,
a condition he never fully forgot or forgave.

Patty (as he was known by his friends)...

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Subconscious thought periodically drops you into my cotton candy dream world.

The FM dial drizzles my mind with syrupy sweet remnants of the past.

I bite through the chewy nougat of what-could-have-been.

Zinfandel-laced thought processes amplify the rich,...

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sweets

after the war in Norway, there were little in the way
of sweets and what we could buy was rationed.
But all was not lost, my mother melted sugar in a frying pan 
when the sugar became...

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Why, oh why can't I deny
That the ones I love
Are causing my soul's hope to die,

But will you ever see it from my point of view
Or will you always consider my treasures
Were stored up for...

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Dark shadows stalk the imaginary paths of my brain
Mirroring conscience reflects the torpor of my anguished soul
Black clouds hover in every dark corner of my jaded psche
Raining doubt and fear on the canvas of my...

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The sleepy eyes, 
the excited cries,
the whoops and hollers 
and the early rise.
The stampede downstairs,
the jumping on chairs,
the ooh's and aah's 
and the wide eyed stares.
The tearing of paper 
on Christmas morn,
mothers tired smile 
and...

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To aid the celebration’s overindulgence
of snow and damp, sugar and fat,
serve a cornucopia of felicitous fiber
   and its vitamin rush—
whirligig of walnuts and crisp cranberries,
Honeycrisp apples and wild red strawberries,
spring mix sprinkled with...

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His more than ample physique,
was a profuse plethora of abundance,
a surfeit of shameless gastronome
that defined a cornucopia of excess
and a masticating overindulgence.

Such a pity to gormandize,
to binge, gorge, and satiate.
to devour in such excess, 
in...

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Addicted to somethin’ 
My thoughts no longer own
A fish tank full of submarines 
Swimming schools of piranhas
Waking up soaking wet
Sharks swimming in my sweat

Sleeping on the cold floor
Petrified to close the door
Or open when closed...nightmares...

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