Sobered Poems - Poems about Sobered

...In Ongata Rongai's club, a memory song weaves, A tale of Newton Karish and daring thieves, Late '90s, New Year's Eve, a lively show, A sold-out crowd, in high spirits, they'd go. Karish, unlike......Read More

...He lurked in the corner of the shadows below Waiting patiently for his victim, a guy who moved quite slow Jim had a feeling, so he dragged his feet a bit When the Grim Reaper grabbed him, he threw......Read More

... "Downhill I came hungry and yet not starved,  Cold yet had heat within me,  That proof of feathers and hairs covering every    parts of my body. "Being called such a awful names  I still lie ......Read More

... "Downhill I came hungry and yet not starved,  Cold yet had heat within me,  That proof of feathers and hairs covering every    parts of my body. "Being called such a awful names  I still lie ......Read More

... I'm silk-fire, curled in emblazoned quartz horizons, Of aurous equator, rising in smoke as a secular bird, From own fossil-ashes, flying to distant honey-shores, scarlet spun, Stretching acr......Read More

...Last year she belonged to you Giving her all For you to breakthrough. Chimes at twelve Fireworks exploding Yet no Good-will came from your boding. She picked up her heart that Dragged on the......Read More

...A dead man and newspapers It was an extremely cold winter in 1947 the country was exhausted and the German army who did construction work, building new roads repairing the old ones had kept ma......Read More

... One of my early girlfriends started to be fun after she stopped drinking and I started. Later I sobered up, but it was never the same; eventually we lift on different trains with different......Read More

...By the light of day, Near the edge of night. I heard whispered tales, Of an ethereal sight. With my muddled vision, By now spirited head. Bound for the graveyard, To walk among the dead. ......Read More

...Once upon a time, not that long ago I felt some kind of balance, I felt the energy flow... it was like a drug, I wanted more and more, And just like a drug, I'd look anywhere to score. Try a......Read More

...Gone are the splendours of simplicity when youth and innocence did life portend; now my days are filled by complexity and sweet utopian dreaming at an end. I am not a man forgiven to sin ......Read More

...For long bookcase-bound, Some books committed suicide. ‘Few readers were found’, The suicide note had decried, Sobered, the rest of books cried. The shock of the news Caused many in library ......Read More

...A lesson learnt The ship I saw in the bay and thought a princess of the seas came back this afternoon when the sky was murky, she was sad the cook was fired, and the crew was sorrowful. Not......Read More

... When young, Intoxicated my soul seemed to be As she was drinking constantly from youth's Fine wine But Now that I old came to be My sobered soul is wiser, thus year......Read More

...This is the 1st half of a 2-part piece a tad too long for a single posting - a tale likely very close to factual - An ivory-tinted fluffy billow drifted through the sunrise - thankfully diffusi......Read More