From the day I put down the first drink, from July 22, 1987, as I drove in terror away from the last of breaking into lasting full-time teaching, at that moment I recognized my utter terror, the dreams drinking and drugging had torn away from my soul, this shall I ever weep because I hadContinue reading “I Recoil from my own Substance Use, this Gift of God.”
Could not sleep Last night rolled back To morning light unfurled Like green removed in winter.
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It is joy hearing rain pound On simple air, on days we will suggest Reality within my backyard, confines Of our white privacy fence, snow Again on April 1st we see development Of growing younger year by precocious Year, when days dance in and out Of more simplicity of mind, singing birds Singing, I meanContinue reading “Joy in my Life”
April 2019, Flood of Dirt, Winter risen out of April dust, Before the flood of Turtle Creek came not But Skunk Creek green with rusting Copper, pipes, steel car bodies, my bear Water rises in my bones as I seek Help to guard my creeks from lust, wandering Banks, changing daily, flood today is lost.
We did not expect this storm on April 10th, 2019. We weren’t stocked with the right kinds of food. The roads quickly became impassible, and the lights went out. We did not have enough food in our home because most edibles were in our new LG refrigerator, a Christmas Present replacing the old leaking Frigidaire.Continue reading “Blizzard Wesley and Home”
I am 67-years-old, Marjorie meaning Pearl Tells me I am not Living in “The Now,” I love her– we have been Together almost 39 years, We live easily, me in my Easy chair, her wits greater She lounges back supported With her couch, reading Device I’ve bought her Two on time payments, For me, askingContinue reading “I Sit Easily with my Wife”
When we rise to glorious Sun rising above treeline, When green becomes ancient In our vision, then spring brings Me hollyhocks, tulips in red, glorious Are these in dark red, deep purple. Gradient of sun gives color, shape In petals, leaf, vine irises nearly Blue, breathe given us, always Wonderment of spring, water Most usuallyContinue reading “Die in Morning Sun”
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