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poetic ugly

A Poem by the tipsy writer

It’s beautiful-these ugly things.They’re real.Not posed to look real.What’s real anyways?When mom told me to smile,And forgot the la..

a love letter to Maine

A Poem by the tipsy writer

Thoreau loved Maine and I understand whyWith its subtle, ancient wisdomDemure mountains contrasted against the Rockies,Which scream and yell their exi..

my future, my heart

A Poem by the tipsy writer

I’ve given my future to the westTo the grand possibilities of tomorrow.To sunny days and rainy daysEndless drives through wheat countryAnd grape..

unadventurous adventure

A Poem by the tipsy writer

There’s something to be saidFor taking a worn pathCarved in by your stepsFrom the journeys beforeEach step, familiarEach step, a coming homeNew ..

with permission

A Poem by the tipsy writer

Let me be beautiful.Let me be intelligent.Let me be inquiring.And a wanderer.And diligent.And complex.Let me be happy.But let me be real.Let me be ugl..

at peace

A Poem by the tipsy writer

I hold these moments closeAfraid that with time, they will fall awayAs ephemeralas their moment of birthForged from early morning drivesAnd heavy brea..

into the forest

A Poem by the tipsy writer

Did I find God in the forest?Did I find peace?Can I confuse the two,Or have one without the other?The trees are my god.The mountain is the alterAt whi..

The Descent

A Poem by the tipsy writer

On the mountain, your life is laid bare As the town and landscape below. A birds-eye perspective on what you hold close- F..

Bad Gifts

A Poem by the tipsy writer

"You had me at Merlot." "Wine me up and let me go." Kitschy sayings on little signs. "Yes, I love it. Thank you." I hat..

Apology

A Poem by the tipsy writer

First and foremost, let me apologize for myself.For that thing I might have said.Or that thing I probably did.To make you regret your presence in my l..