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Backstrokes In The Plunge Pool

Backstrokes In The Plunge Pool

The condensation 
Of the oversized bowl glass
Seduces my mind 
And my palm
It fits so neatly, fragile but firm
Perhaps this will be the engraving
On my soon to be urn 

The air is so humid 
Hot and still
The only antidote is  
50/50 gin & tonic and two smooth
Perfectly pressed anti anxiety pills

The oversized glass bowl
Is the spoon to a heroin addict
Mixed with the angelic elixer of gin and spritzer
This is my practice, pattern, procedure, routine.
The glue that holds the functioning addict together at the seams

I plunge into the bowl
And swim leisurely backstrokes
In this aireated water
The bubbles caressing my mind, body and skin
Not a care for today...

Tomorrow I'll pay...that's if I have hope left for the fine
If not, I'll pay my forfeit with precious time

Family tragedies
Endless blood tests 
They all melt away...
Until the hot unrelenting heat 
Returns for another fume filled
Acrid, smothering day

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Nine Eleven

What drives me absolutely mad is how the alcohol companies flagrantly display and advertise there products as if they are sweets, bottles of gin and whiskey, vodka and rum, subliminally submitting the yearning to purchase, there shinny packaging delivers a fall sense of desire. Fact, alcohol is poison and the display and advertising should be banned.

Great poem Syd, it hits hard like a shot, burning my tounge.

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Syd

Hi Gerard, thank you for your comment. I agree with your thoughts on alcohol advertising.

I can barely remember writing this last night. On reflection it's a ghastly poem, I should probably remove it.

Thanks for reading and leaving feed back. 

Appreciated  - Syd 

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A Lonely Journey

Hey Syd, 
You are really a talented writer. I'm sorry I didn't see you earlier. I saw that you commented on one of my awful thingy's so I figured I'd check you out, and that was great! Raw, and real, and so expressively written. 

Great job. 

M. 

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Syd

Hi there, A lonely Journey. Should I call you Journey for short?

Thanks so much for stopping by my page and leaving feed back. I'm glad you enjoyed this one although I feel my best writes are well behind me.

(I really don't care what I write, just whatever is on my mind..That's what I like about poetry)

I used to be regularly on Cosmofunnel but I've been struggling for time these last few months.

Take care, keep in touch. - Syd 

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