Sobriety Limericks and Poetry Part 9
waking down
Join Date: Dec 2013
Posts: 4,641
sun reflects off clouds from behind a white mountain
draping ribbons of scarlet across the spring sky
like memories in my heart sad and serene
that fade painfully into lost days and dreams
while in the east a pregnant moon stabs a hole
in a cumulous pillow that once threatened rain
but now surrenders to wisp and wind and night
so full and alive even the birds silent themselves
in awe
draping ribbons of scarlet across the spring sky
like memories in my heart sad and serene
that fade painfully into lost days and dreams
while in the east a pregnant moon stabs a hole
in a cumulous pillow that once threatened rain
but now surrenders to wisp and wind and night
so full and alive even the birds silent themselves
in awe
waking down
Join Date: Dec 2013
Posts: 4,641
if you could edit your past
would you
i'm not sure i would
i mean
i've done some boneheaded things
but haven't we all
and is not failure
the first step to success
and truly
if i hadn't become an addict
i wouldn't be who i am today
and i'm alright
i'm more than alright
i could teach you a thing or two
or i can just sit back
and watch you
teach yourself
because if i can do it
so can you
once i tried to pick myself up
by my bootstraps
but i just fell on my ass
that's why we have asses
that and without them
we would be so full of ****
would you
i'm not sure i would
i mean
i've done some boneheaded things
but haven't we all
and is not failure
the first step to success
and truly
if i hadn't become an addict
i wouldn't be who i am today
and i'm alright
i'm more than alright
i could teach you a thing or two
or i can just sit back
and watch you
teach yourself
because if i can do it
so can you
once i tried to pick myself up
by my bootstraps
but i just fell on my ass
that's why we have asses
that and without them
we would be so full of ****
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Join Date: Jan 2013
Location: Ashburn, VA
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"My past has made me what I am today--"
Yeah, yeah, that's what they say.
I guess it's true, but if I may speak,
I'd take a redo any day of the week.
But only if I could know then what I now know
Because otherwise it'd be the same old ****show.
Yeah, yeah, that's what they say.
I guess it's true, but if I may speak,
I'd take a redo any day of the week.
But only if I could know then what I now know
Because otherwise it'd be the same old ****show.
Elephant in the room
Flashes of gloom and doom
I say how is your mood
And he says it is all good
There's a smile in his voice
I choose to make the choice
To believe in his words
But circling vulture birds
Wrestle here in my mind
Mom do not be unkind
Leave it. The negative
He'll find a way to live
Flashes of gloom and doom
I say how is your mood
And he says it is all good
There's a smile in his voice
I choose to make the choice
To believe in his words
But circling vulture birds
Wrestle here in my mind
Mom do not be unkind
Leave it. The negative
He'll find a way to live
Two years for me today
So I thought I'd stop by to say
Thanks to all my limerick friends
For being here along the way
It's amazing to look back
Drinking, I didn't know what my life lacked
I was stuck in a deep, dark place
With only a fake smile to grace my face
I couldn't figure out what was wrong
Or why I'd felt bad for so long
Where did I make the wrong turn?
Why did the daylight seem to burn?
It wasn't until I quit
That I began to understand a little bit
The drink and drugs weren't the cure
They weren't my friends but my abusers
So many things I didn't think were linked
To the drugs and the drink
$hit in my life piled in mounds
Suddenly started to turn around
Now with my life today
It's hard to believe there's a way
That the person I was at my low
Is the person that I am now
(I know, that last part doesn't rhyme at all, but it looks like it should!)
So I thought I'd stop by to say
Thanks to all my limerick friends
For being here along the way
It's amazing to look back
Drinking, I didn't know what my life lacked
I was stuck in a deep, dark place
With only a fake smile to grace my face
I couldn't figure out what was wrong
Or why I'd felt bad for so long
Where did I make the wrong turn?
Why did the daylight seem to burn?
It wasn't until I quit
That I began to understand a little bit
The drink and drugs weren't the cure
They weren't my friends but my abusers
So many things I didn't think were linked
To the drugs and the drink
$hit in my life piled in mounds
Suddenly started to turn around
Now with my life today
It's hard to believe there's a way
That the person I was at my low
Is the person that I am now
(I know, that last part doesn't rhyme at all, but it looks like it should!)
My curiosity got the better of me. So I went back and found my first Limerick too AND it was crap lol .
50s a great time in life
Can't really get into much strife
Cos its quite an appeal
When the man that you feel
Can't getu up the duff tonight
How bad is that hahaha
Geez Louise lol !
At least yours was good DG lol xx
50s a great time in life
Can't really get into much strife
Cos its quite an appeal
When the man that you feel
Can't getu up the duff tonight
How bad is that hahaha
Geez Louise lol !
At least yours was good DG lol xx
I sit here alone with my pets
It's really as good as it gets
Ralph is happy & gay
But only for today
Tomorrow he's off to the vets
Alas he's becoming a man
Bollocks afraid I'm no fan
As they jingle and sway
For most of the day
He's not aware of my plan
They haven't improved haha !
It's really as good as it gets
Ralph is happy & gay
But only for today
Tomorrow he's off to the vets
Alas he's becoming a man
Bollocks afraid I'm no fan
As they jingle and sway
For most of the day
He's not aware of my plan
They haven't improved haha !
Life has no meaning
Writers write and singers sing
I fill in a gap
I, myself, just live
Live-ers live and don't complain
I never learned that
I screamed and I cried
Laughed long and hard. Suffered angst
So easily hurt
Now I work so hard
Am learning to let it go
Where does this take me?
Here and there. Dark. Light.
Mostly gray. Mostly even
I go with the tide
It's interesting
To see what tomorrow brings
Flotsam or jetsam
Writers write and singers sing
I fill in a gap
I, myself, just live
Live-ers live and don't complain
I never learned that
I screamed and I cried
Laughed long and hard. Suffered angst
So easily hurt
Now I work so hard
Am learning to let it go
Where does this take me?
Here and there. Dark. Light.
Mostly gray. Mostly even
I go with the tide
It's interesting
To see what tomorrow brings
Flotsam or jetsam
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