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In A Cry Of Desperation

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“But I’m not here just

to make records and money.

I’m here to say something

and to touch other people,

sometimes in a cry

of desperation:

“Do you know this feeling?”

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~ Keith Richards

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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feeling

sensory faculty

perception of surroundings

elementary awareness of stimulation

sensation

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Lune:    5 / 3 / 5

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standing ovation

citation

for a job well done

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Poem:

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his backward brain screamed
of unspeakable horrors he dreamed
for him nothing ever went right
always in darkness never the light

some called it a disease
symptoms pushed all the right keys
others said a pre-existing condition
by either name it was an addiction

different medicines would work for some time
his body couldn’t produce the right enzyme
the Doc and the Shrink were always at odds
both believing that they were gods

eventually the judge sent him to jail
a friend sent him a pamphlet in the mail
a few drunks came for a visit
the message they carried was kismet

the seed was planted, he had a thought
they had the serenity which he had sought
time served, why not go for the change
this new way of thinking was to him very strange

what he found was a program of simplicity
thinking less led to felicity
he found honesty to be his key
his attitude of gratitude was carefree

his backward brain still faces negativity
but his new way of thinking always finds positivity
hanging out with a new band of friends
he no longer has to even make amends

in recovery he is considered a miracle
helping others makes the effort reciprocal

 

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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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To See Your Soul

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“You use a glass mirror

to see your face;

you use works of art

to see your soul.”

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~ George Bernard Shaw

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Elfje:         (Cinquain)

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nuts

loony tunes

a little eccentric

insane crazy strange person

squirrelly

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Haiku:

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enjoying daylight

summer solstice does appear    (next week)

many hot days soon

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Poem:

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born with his brain on backward
his negative thinking was never forward
he inherited an addictive personality
becoming a drunk was just a formality

he loved to experiment with all of the isms
every promise was subject to conditions
if you do this for me, I might do this for you
he rarely awoke, he usually came to

eventually, body, mind and soul became diminished
the shrink and the doc said that he was finished
he was completely estranged from family and friends
the preacher suggested that he start making amends

God stuck him dumb, said you have one last chance
ignore this and you will have had your last dance
the rooms of A A was were he was told to go
it was said they had a program he needed to know

the disease and the ego had a tremendous fight
in a fog, he could not figure it out quite right
keep coming back was all he could hear
a prayer might help the cravings to disappear

the miracle happened, he chose to submit
he had a problem, he had to admit
they first suggested one day at a time
then showed him the steps that he needed to climb

the fog lifted, he learned to listen
he knew there was no cure for the terrible addiction
he enjoyed the paradox of helping others
he was happy to be a part of the band of brothers

he made the amends, he made the change
his attitude and thinking he did rearrange
staying out of trouble was no longer boring
doing the next right thing kept him soaring

a poster child for it can be done
a happy soul he has become

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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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