Overindulgence Poems

weapons

...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 functi...

I Couldn't Talk About It, So I Wrote A Poem

...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, mate...

Patricks Tale

...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 kn...

Gluttony Takes No Prisoners

...Gluttony takes no prisoners,
And leaves nothing behind to grow,
Except the need for more.

Gluttony unchecked will end our planets usefulness,
But not our usefulness,
In helping Gluttony get to...

What Is Real

...
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 imagin...

Lingering Glimpses

...Tentativeness has become pure permanence.
Overindulgence turn true to life temperance... 
Boulders resemble icebergs of sturdy snow rocks,
Bonfire looks like lively long burning lava blocks...
So...

Give a Fig

...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,
Honeycris...

Its Christmas

...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 ...

Sweets

...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 li...

A Mother's Cry

...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 your...

The Prodigal Son

...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 nat...

Sleepwalking

...Existing in chaos, mind’s fog
World of haze, devoid of color
Mindless drone, autopilot
Going through the motions as if
Sleepwalking
Through the dense gloom, the gray horizon seen
In a daze, the...

Valentine For My Ex

...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-...

Succor For Winter's Sabotage

...Spring mix sprinkled with balsamic and fig
A whirligig of walnuts and crisp cranberries
Décor’s sweet dawn of strawberries
A fork and buds to taste
At first so cold then so warm someh...

I'M a Junkie

...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
Pet...

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