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Peasant The Poet Sep 2019
Wiley whiskey,
drips and drains,
sip n' spills,
stings and stains.
Dilute the drink,
with time it wanes;
seeping spreading,
through my veins.
Peasant The Poet Aug 2019
If there was a message in this bottle,
I'd sip until I could see.
Drinking dulcet dreams
of what I wish you'd say to me.
Peasant The Poet Aug 2019
Boiling brewing,
brimming brink;
piping hot tea
to turn you pink.
Cream and sugar?
No need I think.
Scandal so sweet,
delicious to drink.
Peasant The Poet Aug 2019
Vowels vermillion,
bleeding ink,
dripping dialogue,
lingering link.
Looking inward,
tearful blink;
pour on paper,
soak and shrink.
Peasant The Poet Aug 2019
A picture captures a moment,
Entrapping it for view.
If I reach into the frame
Clutch and claim,
Can I have that moment anew?
Peasant The Poet Aug 2019
A second can be forever,
but forever is seconds with you.
Elapsing fast, rushing past,
over before I even knew.
Peasant The Poet Aug 2019
Salty streams,
despairingly flow;
watery wisps,
glimmering glow.
Tumbling tears,
an iridescent code;
seeking a solution,
to this emotional erode.
sad cry emotion love water
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