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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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The Desire

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“The desire

to write

grows with

writing.”

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~ Desiderius Erasmus

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

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write

to pen

spell words right

print, type, scribe, sign

tell

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Haiku:     (5-7-5, nature and seasons the topic)

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the winter earth rest

a season to replenish

a spring feast is next

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Poem:

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the dream so real I could touch it
awoke with a head that was split
in a cold sweat with a hairy tongue
feeling like a miner with black lung

oh the joys of a hangover
by a Mack truck you have been run over
daylight hurts the back of the eyes
every little noise is a big surprise

every hair follicle screaming ouch
pasted by a sweaty T-shirt to the couch
oh God, I swear, never again
from drugs and alcohol I will abstain

until the next time

the devil said I was having fun
if I stick to only beer, wine, vodka, rum
put on a limit to just three or four
remember the oath that I swore

will I ever tire of being sick and tired
of really being sick and tired
what shall I call my bottom
is my problem that uncommon

they say don’t ever forget that last drunk
don’t worry about how low you have sunk
just keep coming back is all they implore
the rewards will be more than you could ever ask for

choices, choices and choices
just listen to the sober voices
learn to live one day at a time
off that couch you will be able to climb

and pray that there will be no next 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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