tootsl1

Else life changes you will find
Once you leave the pills behind
Letting go of lies and hiding
Brings you to a peace abiding
Let go the voices in your mind

No longer do I watch the clock
Then switch my eyes to alkie stock
Will it stretch the night
Or must I through all weathers fight
To make it to the bottle shop

No more I sneak to other room
To swig in sneaky private gloom
Returning, guilty to family
Wondering what is wrong with me
That I allow myself to seal my doom

My heart now soars up to the sky
To be freed from bonds that held so tight
A different person, proud
Claim sobriety out loud
No more that creature of the night.

Yes I battle still AV,
It never will give up on me
But every day I tell it 'go'
And every day, stronger I grow
I fight the fight and remain free

I swear dear Else and other here
I'll tell you this, and hold it near
Each day you fight and stand
Adds weapon to your hand
Strengthens heart and lessens fear

As an aside, if needed sweet,
Sobriety got me on my feet
Walking and then jogging round
Accompanied by well fed hound
And now we both have figures neat!

zerothehero

got lost in my mind
it was dark in there
a labyrinthian cave
a lion's lair
i dropped my light
i lost my way
i crawled and groped
to find a ray
of light or love
or sanity
so i've been gone
not posting here
but drank no whiskey
wine or beer
i felt so drained
and so deflated
kind of scared
the exit gated
but there is hope
at my fingertips
and there's a glow
before my lips
somewhere in there
in my little pad
there are sober souls
one's a cowboy dad
and all are poets
with hearts of gold
they give me strength
they heat the cold
that ached my bones
in that dark old cave
that is my mind
thanks for the save

tootsl1

Zero sweet, I have to say
You have been hero today
You fought the fight
Did not take flight
And live to fight another day


Sorry you have had a hard time, I hope you are feeling better now. I hope you are getting support elsewhere?? X

Elseware

Zero. Man of sublime talent, I noticed you were gone and was worried you were having a bad time of it. Glad to see you back and sharing with us. You touch my tender heart.

Toots. My lovely fine gal. You are kindness itself. You leave sparks of love all over these boards. They radiate from you like sunbeams. I picture you with bright red hair and a smile that reaches into every dark corner......do you have red hair?

SnoozyQ

Zero , you speak from your heart
Your poetry is pure fine art
Your words do strike a chord in me
Effective with simplicity

I'm not here to commiserate
But rather i do resonate
Your light went out you couldn't see
Alas its not permanently

So take heart and understand
Our daily mood is never planned
We can go from glee to glum
It can bite us on the bum

Take heed my friend and rest assured
With your sweet poems I'm never bored
They lift my spirits flick a switch
Even when I want to bitch .

So i just wAnt to let you know
With your creative ebb and flow
That we here are the lucky few
Who feel your joy and sadness too

Thank you

courage2

At toots' suggestion, I'm taking a stab at this:

A silly old drunkard of learning
For a different fate always was yearning.
She thought, "x can be 2,
So why can't I be you?"
and with regrets was constantly burning.

Elseware

Courage2. Hahahahah... That was a good one. (I'm laughing cause I'm so glad to see you). Isn't it fun to think up poems?

zerothehero

all so sweet, our sober poets
flowers, dogs, cats and owls in boats
yeah, i know, that was a slant rhyme
i don't feel creative all the time

tootsl1

Ah, courage, I'm glad that you're here,
See all kinds of odes of good cheer
Some that are sad
Some are just.. Bad! ( as in good!!!)
But all of them venting on beer!!

Good to see you found us Courage, I recommend looking back at past posts, we write all sorts, from the soul ( or in Snoozys case, somewhere anatomically lower and further back!!!)

DG0409

Courage it's good to see you here
Limerickland welcomes you dear
Toots, don't blame SnoozyQ
You know it's both of you!!

DG0409

To my dear Zero
Please do not fear-o
We've all had those days
So let us light the way
Read back and you'll see
We know where you do be

DG0409

Lately things have been kind of hard
But at least I haven't been to the bar
The thing about life without beer
Is that things are so clear

Sometimes it was easier not to see
Oblivious I wanted to be
It's hard to sit with
Feelings of pain and sickness

All of the things I worked so hard to cram down
Are popping back up and coming back around
Like shoving a mess in the closet
Open the door and a landslide it causes

But at least some day the house will be clean
I'll fix one mess at a time until everything gleams
Then it'll be clean for a minute
Until more dirt shows up in it!!

Elseware

Good one DG! So true about those closets and the webs of the mind. Cleaning and clearing just never stay done.

tootsl1

Absolutely DG & Elsie, it's also why so many go back to their addictions, because facing it all is so gosh darned hard!

DG, you're right, I'm just as naughty as snoozy, if not worse! X hee hee!

zerothehero

skeletons out of the closet
dancing with bones all aflame
threatening sinister laughs
inviting me to their game

the clatter of dice as they're rolling
the shuffle of cards in their hands
skinless fingertips riding the ouija planchette
calling spirits from landless lands

they summon the dead with their chanting
they burn memories from deep in my head
from wine bottles red they're decanting
the blood from the long since dead

running seems a solution
hiding in a kaleidoscope web
but i admit a strange fascination
with this emotional flow and ebb

shaking hands with that old bag of bones
resurrected from deep in my past
a painful cold burn sears my conscience
that i'm hoping won't forever last

now i've rolled me eleven and seven
and i'm holding a royal flush
and the suicide king is still stabbing himself
from a head that won't produce a gush

those old skeletons soundly defeated
empty sockets and chattering teeth
retreat to the closet for now
with the souls that are dwelling beneath

there is a small sense of triumph
and a heavy dose of relief
just knowing this spell that i'm under
is the end of a long suppressed grief

i return to my bed most exhausted
ready and willing to dream
my heart feels it's been quite defrosted
and the wonder of life makes me gleam

courage2

I'll stick to the limerick style
'til I've practiced with rhythm a while.
My nerves were just thundrous
but your welcomes were wondrous.
Thanks all, for making me smile!

zerothehero

it takes courage2 throw down a limerick
to give critical thinking a kick
it's not about ability
but a practice in humility
i'm tired of making myself sick

abcowboy

Hi courage! Love to see you here! I love to write cowboy poetry, how the rhyme goes, pick up a book of Baxter Black, you'll be amazed at how easy it is..... We are all so busy in our daily lives that it's hard to take the time to do the simple things we love to do.. may I propose a simple plan to all of us wannabe poets?

SnoozyQ

Well hallelujah thanks DG
Good that you're defending me
That Scottish wench I'll slap her silly
Pull her hair and make her giddy


I'll blindfold her she'll walk the plank
I'll cut hear hair ' n call her Frank
I'll tweak her nose until it glows
I'll tie her ankles tickle her toes


So Tootsie Loo my friend beware
Take a swing if you dare
I'll grab ye kilt 'n flash your knickers
'N Cover your bagpipes in Aussie stickers

tootsl1

Oh Snoozy you are much mistaken
In the theme you are partakin
Although from Scotland I did roam
And heartily do call it home
English I am, born and bread
So insults cross above my head

So climb aboard your kangaroo
And go blow on your didgeridoo
For 'Frank'ly if you want a scrap
I'll get someone to hold my cap
Pummel you until you are limp
And throw you on the barbie- shrimp!!

Don't panic poet friends I jest
For Snoozy my pal, is the best
We might pretend a throw down fight
But really we would both take flight
And rather hug and make amends
For surely. We're the best of friends!