The Vicious Circle 
Towards the web of 
her deceit he'll fly, 
tangled in her silky grips,
 while the spider of 
her soul stands by, 
as he graces hungry lips....
 Forbidden fruit 
that draws him to, 
what is woven to ensnare, 
loneliness that takes
an errant flight, 
from what marriage will not share. 
Blood rushing to appendages
 in the warmth of her cocoon, 
just a service that engages 
what's denied in cold bedrooms..... 

Chorus- 

Why do some wives 
turn what's passionate
 into abstinence and grief, 
spending weeks or 
months compassionless, 
till thier husbands seek relief, 
off of barstools filled with promises, 
gals who have nothing to lose,
 cause their husbands 
drove them out to seek 
other lover's mixed with booze. 

Chorus- 
Love should never be a weapon, 
used against your spouse in rage, 
what's so tender and so intimate, 
can become a pressure gauge. 
Soon rejection blows off common sense, 
and the home wrecking begins,
 loneliness is an addiction 
quickly cured by tempting sins. 

Chorus- 
Why do husbands turn what's passionate 
into abstinence and grief, 
spending weeks or 
months compassionless,
till thier wives must seek relief,
off of barstools filled with promises, 
guys who have nothing to lose, 
cause their wives drove 
them all out to seek 
other lover's mixed with booze. 

It's an endless vicious circle,
 till the family circle's broken, 
and it happens out there nightly 
when there's anger left unspoken,
 when cold shoulders become 
boulders insurmountable..... folks turn, 
to the easier paths awaiting them 
where loves needs are seldom spurned.
 
Chorus- 
Why do lover's turn 
what's passionate
 into abstinence and grief, 
spending weeks or 
months compassionless, 
till the other seeks relief, 
off of barstools filled with promises, 
Those who have nothing to lose,
 cause their spouses 
drove them out to seek
 other lover's mixed with booze.     







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That Vicious Circle.  by  Matthew F. Blowers III

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The Hollow-Days Of Addiction.
(A Christmas message for all )

Christmas has come back again
For the third year in a row
And we haven't seen 
our precious son
Ever since he had to go
To jail then off to rehab
Then violating 
two probation's
the court ordered no contact
So we've had no conversations
Cause he'd abused 
his Mom so much
Leaving her soul terrified
and came after me so angrily
Every time that he got high
we both tried in 
every way we could
But then we had to say goodbye....


Christmas on drugs and alcohol 
Was never a good mix
Hanukkah plus cruel addictions
Just brings candle sadly lit
Santa Claus and faith in God
Are not enough to bring a fix
Only he can save himself
No one else can heal his needs
That have made both our hearts bleed
while he spends his hollow days
Struggling to find ways to succeed.


He'll spend another Christmas
In sober living all alone
Far away from both his parents
Knowing that he can't come home
And it cuts us deeply to the bone
Cause our tough love is no fun
But drugs and alcohol have stolen
Our most precious son
Until he proves that he is cured
and his addictions are all done.

So if you too are like our son
Suffering the same afflictions
I hope this poem moves you to flee
Back to the true life 
you've been missing
Because those who 
love you can't survive
Living with the endless friction
Of your lies and thefts 
And thier hopes left swept
Underneath your opposition
Your loved ones all must separate
themselves from your positions
Of your loving highs even as they cry
Over your tragic conditions
Leaving you alone 
while they sit at home
Praying for you and each one wishing
That you will give all that you've lost
Some serious recognition
Before you end up lying 
Under a marble inscription
that leaves them all 
Without your love
Another victim of addiction
so many others just like you 
Have faced Death's Benedictions....



By- Matthew F.Blowers III-(C)-2022
at Art-Whimsically Yours Studio
This poem is dedicated to ny son,
my only child who has been 
through his fault alone absent from
my wife and I for 3 years 
without contact

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