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Set Sail

A Poem by the tipsy writer

I’ll run to the shores,And hop on a boat.Sail me, captain, to where I must go.And where I must go,Is far from here,To a dot on a map, anywhere.O..

Sex

A Poem by the tipsy writer

What did the big guy say?Make it pleasurable? Yeah…Why? Evolution or something. When he puts the thing inside the thing… Yeah…And..

S.A.D.

A Poem by the tipsy writer

I won’t write to please you.I won’t even write to please myself.(Though’ I hope I do).I’ll write to get it all out of my head...

pastel mornings, neutral days, neon nights

A Poem by the tipsy writer

Let me wake to pastel mornings.Sweet, soft skies that gently beckon in new days.To melodic rhymes of songbirdsHarmonized with soft river currentsThat ..

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..