Short Off The Wagon Poems
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Back on track, fell off the wagon for a bit
The break did me good, gave me a lift
Didn't suffer weight wise
Same slender thighs
Onward and upward didn't go too far adrift
On a roll again, fell off the wagon for a bit
A wee glitch, no idea why garbage I did emit
Well I'm over it now
No more nonsense I vow
Strictly perfection as usual, really no ****!
I did not write for many years;
Nay! I ne'er penned a verse!
I was too consumed by fears:
The kind that cripple first...
Ev'ry thought was coarse- was terse!
A concrete Heart about to burst!-
Devoured by Dragons when I fell off the wagon-
Please, stop reading, and call me a hearse!
*"Writing" Contest Entry*
Martine
Timid, reliable, emotional, observant
Wife of Nathan Church
Lover of time management games, cooking competitions and giggle smoke
Who feels anxious, determined, inspired
Who needs attention, La Croix seltzer water, and yoga tights
Who gives thanks to God
Who fears natural disasters, highways and falling off the wagon....again
Who would like to see all disease extinct
A resident of Orlando
Lincifort-Church
The Tyburn wagon halts at every inn.
Tight stinking alleys
cobblestones and gin.
The condemned drink their fill,
none fear falling ill.
Harlots cackle and screech
the condemned grow horny.
The Hanging Tree accommodates
three at a time.
Six limbs a’ waving,
bladders and bowels voiding
- drink now to the dangling.
A canting debauchery
spends its copper penny.
Hungover Londoners swear
‘off the wagon,’
but look here comes another:
Pass the flagon!
The Seas of Nonsense
Sailing the Seven Seas in various degrees
With difficulties I'll have another please...
Make sure that it's absolute, I need the proof
Falling off the wagon in search of the truth...
Chasing the Evil Dragon, can you imagine
With pants saggin', mind zig-zaggin...
Another crossword please in various difficulties,
Light wind is a breeze, sailing the Seven Seas.
bmdavey@08/2016
I like travelling a lot
that’s why people are
often giving me guilt trips.
I like to drill and dig holes
that’s why people always bore me.
I like playing possum
that’s why life often passes me by.
I paint a lot in red
that’s why people often catch me
red-handed painting the town red.
I am old-school and like to
hitch rides on horse-drawn cart
but fall off the wagon often.
I bite off more than I can chew
And I am hanging onto life now
by the skin of my teeth.