A Poem by lawrence bear

the urge


That cold liquid runs down my throat…

My insides explode with delight,

My throat burns, but it feels good.

The taste makes my mouth water,

The smell burns my nostrils.

One beer,

So quickly done.

My eyes slightly closed,

My body feels funny.

A liquid storm runs inside,

A liquid storm soothes me.

The sensation so good,

My knees wobble, oh so great.

The rush of it makes me feel faint.

© 2012 lawrence bear

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when a person is addicted to anything, they will be feeling this way. there isn't anything wrong in what they're doing, perhaps a tiny bit, but nothing a sip or drag won't cure. i like the way you describe the experience of having a beer and how good it feels. sounds like it's coming from an enabler.

Posted 6 Years Ago

Ah, so true. To sooth the ache and need of addiction, its like heaven sent relief. A very powerful poem indeed. I enjoyed this poem greatly!!

Posted 6 Years Ago

I understand this poem. I drank for 36 years hard. I needed the feeling of separation from my life. I like the way you described the sensation of becoming more free in thoughts and body. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.

Posted 6 Years Ago

Well I can relate to that sometimes this life needs a refresher and a cold beer can do that

Posted 6 Years Ago

Thanks for reminding me of the reasons I don't drink, beer or otherwise . . .

Posted 6 Years Ago

A kiss does the same thing;) and it's safer..xo

Posted 6 Years Ago

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Added on February 4, 2012
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lawrence bear

Fisher River, Northern Manitoba, Canada

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