I am moral man, and years of suffering brought me to this realization
Simple–I ask for a gift or two, and surprises, with new behaviors–my wife says, “Don’t go looking for a fight!” She’s right. I usually meander through conversations, not thinking much about what I say–not thinking of more or less as my friend Mel says of my life now, “Let God do the heavy lifting.” SoContinue reading “Harmony with 10 Days to Christmas”
There was nothing–I had three degrees, BA, MA, and Ed.S. with no meaning. The day before I’d resigned my TA in a fourth degree program from another Prestigious University. I had a penchant for good schools, and I’d drunk my way through each degree I earned. That, and I smoked a small ton of pot.Continue reading “I “Git Sober” the Hard Way.”
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.
More released from
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.