Sobriety Limericks Part 7
Sober since October
Join Date: Oct 2012
Location: In the world in my eyes...Somewhere I've never been before...
Posts: 7,355
Sunny morning, I am drinking coffee.
Still worried about things to do.
Every step is still hard to take for me.
But through the fear I walk and get closer to the light.
I am learning that life is a journey.
Not a 'reach-and-stay forever" airport.
Life is a string of actions, not a hip of possessions.
And my mistakes are my life story's plot.
Glad to see you all again)
Still worried about things to do.
Every step is still hard to take for me.
But through the fear I walk and get closer to the light.
I am learning that life is a journey.
Not a 'reach-and-stay forever" airport.
Life is a string of actions, not a hip of possessions.
And my mistakes are my life story's plot.
Glad to see you all again)
Member
Join Date: Jul 2013
Location: Poway, CA
Posts: 1,636
After the poem and promise of more, I remember childhood dreams of my cowboy to be....manly, kindly, and ethics.....what a perfect combination!! YeeHaww, yes waiting for more poems from abcowboy, this last one was just wonderful! Ipanema
Member
Join Date: Jul 2013
Location: Poway, CA
Posts: 1,636
glad u dropped by, IWILAST, and words and prose to get high, not booze!
Quite something to consider..it's free, you know where you were last night, and doesn't affect your overall health, positive for your mental health!! Thanks
Quite something to consider..it's free, you know where you were last night, and doesn't affect your overall health, positive for your mental health!! Thanks
waking down
Join Date: Dec 2013
Posts: 4,641
I have been hiding in a shell
armor like a bell jar
trying to protect myself
from suffering
but all the while
trapping it inside
with nowhere to go
eating my soul
and distorting my vision.
With the shell now gone
and nowhere to hide
i am vulnerable
but i am free
to breathe in the pain
but also the joy
that could not penetrate
through the shell
from without
nor radiate
to others
from within.
They say that kindness
is born of suffering
and oh how i've suffered
but oh so cruel
to myself
to this world
I have been
but will be
no more.
A human
after all
has a skeleton
and wears the heart
not in a shell
but in a cage
only ribs for protection
and much space
for penetration.
Today
i wear my heart
upon my chest
to feel the pinch
of crisp mountain air
and the heat
of the sun
as it rises
over snowy meadows
and where a bell jar
lays toppled
among old scrub oak
and youthful pine.
armor like a bell jar
trying to protect myself
from suffering
but all the while
trapping it inside
with nowhere to go
eating my soul
and distorting my vision.
With the shell now gone
and nowhere to hide
i am vulnerable
but i am free
to breathe in the pain
but also the joy
that could not penetrate
through the shell
from without
nor radiate
to others
from within.
They say that kindness
is born of suffering
and oh how i've suffered
but oh so cruel
to myself
to this world
I have been
but will be
no more.
A human
after all
has a skeleton
and wears the heart
not in a shell
but in a cage
only ribs for protection
and much space
for penetration.
Today
i wear my heart
upon my chest
to feel the pinch
of crisp mountain air
and the heat
of the sun
as it rises
over snowy meadows
and where a bell jar
lays toppled
among old scrub oak
and youthful pine.
No quitting on yer quit eh!
Join Date: Feb 2014
Location: Alberta, Canada
Posts: 3,877
SOBER SUNUPS
Times are a changing for Bubba and me
Always for the better of course, with my new sobriety
Gone are the mornings, filled with guilt and shame
The guy looking back in the mirror was the only one to blame
Our daily morning coffee along with Hank and his rawhide bone
Is no longer filled with silence and feeling all alone
We read our daily reflections and I do my SR post
But watching the sunrise sober is something I love the most
We now talk and giggle, at Hank and his routine
Of looking out the window, alas, no other dog is seen
So he trots on down the hallway and lays back on his bed
And waits for Bubba to make my lunch, then he gets his piece of bread!
And as I fill my thermos, he sits and waits for more
So I get another slice of bread from behind the cupboard door
I get a kiss from both of them when it’s time to leave for work
And they know I’ll come home sober and not some drunken jerk!
Times are a changing for Bubba and me
Always for the better of course, with my new sobriety
Gone are the mornings, filled with guilt and shame
The guy looking back in the mirror was the only one to blame
Our daily morning coffee along with Hank and his rawhide bone
Is no longer filled with silence and feeling all alone
We read our daily reflections and I do my SR post
But watching the sunrise sober is something I love the most
We now talk and giggle, at Hank and his routine
Of looking out the window, alas, no other dog is seen
So he trots on down the hallway and lays back on his bed
And waits for Bubba to make my lunch, then he gets his piece of bread!
And as I fill my thermos, he sits and waits for more
So I get another slice of bread from behind the cupboard door
I get a kiss from both of them when it’s time to leave for work
And they know I’ll come home sober and not some drunken jerk!
Living and Loving Life at Last
Join Date: Aug 2012
Location: gods own country
Posts: 12,168
Soulful Zero, makes my heart hurt for how you were.
Wonderful Cowboy, I see your morning s so clearly in those words
MB, you need to post here more often. A) you get support, B) we get more of your awesome talent. Win, win!!
Wonderful Cowboy, I see your morning s so clearly in those words
MB, you need to post here more often. A) you get support, B) we get more of your awesome talent. Win, win!!
CONGRATULATIONS ON 9 MONTHS SNOOZY! 
Sober since October
Join Date: Oct 2012
Location: In the world in my eyes...Somewhere I've never been before...
Posts: 7,355
Snoozy, congrats on 9 months!
Great for you giving sobriety a chance.
And pursuing the sober road in spite of bumps.
I am happy for you, my Aussie friend.
Sending smiling vibes to your sunny land.)
Great for you giving sobriety a chance.
And pursuing the sober road in spite of bumps.
I am happy for you, my Aussie friend.
Sending smiling vibes to your sunny land.)
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