the tipsy writer : Writing

Orchestra of Night

Orchestra of Night

A Poem by the tipsy writer


Have you listened to the orchestra of night?A rapturoussuite to soothe the heart.Ah, how nighttime critters come together!The click, click, click of k..
Take Me Back

Take Me Back

A Poem by the tipsy writer


Take me back,To my heaven of a million lightsDuring twilight of humid, midwest nights.In which even I could capture starlight brought to EarthHold it ..
Rain and Growing Pains

Rain and Growing Pains

A Poem by the tipsy writer


Give me rainto accompany arduous journeysfilled with hunger, growing pains,and aching joints,mile after mile.Those beautiful, low momentsthat bring mo..
Value

Value

A Poem by the tipsy writer


I would ask my mother many questionsIn retrospect compared to my life lived currently.When my friends buy fancy meats from the butcher shopAnd I still..
Tomorrow is not today

Tomorrow is not today

A Poem by the tipsy writer


Tomorrow is a day,But not today.So I'll forsake possibility.For endless currency of starry seas,And nighttime memory.Tomorrow is a day,Still far away...
Set Sail

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

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.

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

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

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..