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Laughter

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“Laughter is

the closest

thing to

the grace

of God.”

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~ Karl Barth

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Elfje:            (Cinquain)          classic: each word only one syllable
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smile
big grin
not a frown
full of good cheer
laugh

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Tanka:             5-7-5, 7-7
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do the selfish thing
no need to think of others
I want what I want

the addict out of control
lives destroyed in the process
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Poem:

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of all of the gifts received in sobriety, laughter has to be the greatest
for too many it is the gift that is received the latest
most addictive substances act as depressants
those who start young never outgrow adolescents

the alcoholic/addict thinks a laugh is weird
hooked to an emotion that is feared
always laughing at someone or something
laughing at them because they are nothing

eventually they understand to laugh with, not at
at ourselves, not at others, always just a tit for a tat
the best humor is not at another’s expense
the laugh grows along with the common sense

a laugh a day will keep the doctor/shrink away
and for most they pray for another sober day

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ME and the Boss

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Mixed Feelings

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“Poetry might

be defined

as the clear

expression of

mixed feelings.”

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~  W.H. Auden

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)    classic: each word only one syllable

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kind

be nice

me and you

two make a whole

love

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Lune:    5 / 3 / 5

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mixed feelings arise
cry or laugh
just try to do both
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Poem:

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escorted by a flock of angels
the child was full of expectations
disappointments followed and his life was overrun
he chased away the angels, one by one

the devil saw his opening and pounced
a claim to the child’s soul he pronounced
sitting on the child’s shoulder the devil was right at home
looking for trouble the child did roam

the devil made sure trouble found him
the child became a man who lived in sin
drugs, alcohol, corrupting others morals
he boasted he invented the negative laurels

Satan’s disease wanted him to be alone
suicide the devil did condone
use and abuse lead him to the brink
his soul was bound using his blood as ink

to God every soul is a special prize
so God sent him an angel in disguise
the angel lead him to a place called the glory hole
a place where he could redeem his soul

he found a room filled with kindred soul
one day at a time was their only goal
unconditional love, to think about others
similar stories all shared by brothers

suggested changes, the devil’s regret
they forgive the past, but never forget
his sobriety hinges on being altruistic
he learned a new language that is euphemistic

he has spiritual tools to keep the devil at bay
a Higher Power to whom he can pray
as he and his angel do the dance divine
today, for them, it is just one day at a time
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ME and the Boss

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https://michaelerb.wordpress.com

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https://meandtheboss.wordpress.com

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