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Addiction.
I'm reminded of that word,
As I sit in the dark.
Racing heart,
Twitching fingers,
Sweaty palms.
Relapse time,
Red devil eyes
Will it ever stop?
©️ 2021 Joshua Reece Wylie. All rights reserved. A short poem about one's battle with addiction. Remember you're not alone.
When I think of you

I think shampoo and strawberry ice-cream

weekend tangerine sunrises

atlas of freckles and new rain on cheeks

my hole-strewn t-shirt against your skin

so it’s like I’m there with you, almost
Written: May 2020.
Explanation: A short, very simple poem written in my own time. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.
  Mar 2021 Joshua Reece Wylie
Aparna
Red leaves
           fell silently
Under the maple tree
           by the lake
Where we met  
Last autumn
           Late September;
When the maple leaves
             turned crimson
       you made me
blush just like
those scarlet leaves
       That day ...
                                    Autumn came early,
                                  Why don't you,too...?


            Winter's on the way
           Are you, too?


Where are you...?
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After you left, the virid sugar maple leaves turned flavescent 🍁 ,then segued into red
  🥺
    
                                           ❤

Daydreams
A whiff of salty air
Wayward breeze flipping your hair
Mirthful birds
dart into the waves for a quick bite of fish
The sun smiles with a orange glow
As it takes a bow, at the horizon
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