Midnight Poetry Thread

[listenup]

In my heart I heard
the beginnings of someone
that had a reason to start
my feelings
something I believed in
yesterday.

Can you hear something
only the beginning of a feeling
They had a reason to start
feeling feelings
though they didn't ever
believe

[TheReligiousLeft]

1. Yet another poem

Dawn
Purple like royal letters
Carved from the stump of an old elm
Floods the ancient skies
Breaking through spider webs
Like fertile guitar strings
Snapping them
And plummeting toward
Future

[listenup]

2. I have got to say that you have some

wonderful words, but

doesn't the belief system limit you? It would me.

[TheReligiousLeft]

4. Limit? How so?

Please expand? How does a belief in God limit? In what way?

[listenup]

5. I can't give a worded answer, so

I'm probably wrong.

You have some beautiful words.
thank you!

[TheReligiousLeft]

7. No, thank you

It is always a pleasure when my words cause emotions and feelings. Thank you.

[roughsatori]

3. Hey, remember no new romantic relationships for a year

Time to work on youself--I know they told you that in Rehab. :)

[listenup]

6. No new relationships with those that

are going through the same!

One year, as I got it, was for those that were also going through this. Those free of this are fair game!!!!!!
:)

[roughsatori]

8. You need to take the cotton out of your ears

You probably heard that one before. But you got the relationship thing wrong--none for a year. No romance with anyone. You know that you addict you. :P

[listenup]

9. eeerrrrgggg

you're probably right, but I still look for loopholes!

[roughsatori]

10. The problem is there are no loopholes in recovery

I do feel a bit phony here. I got into a relationship before I had a year and my sponsor said: Just don't pick-up. After it ended three years latter I felt like I suffered in my recovery from being so wrapped up in another person.

Here's a ditty

First the man takes the bottle
then the bottle takes the man

I'll get off my high-horse now.

[listenup]

11. for me the hardest part

is avoiding my "friends"

I know I have to make a new set of playmates, but damn it's hard - especially in a small, very small town.

I will succeed.

[roughsatori]

12. That is hard

It takes time and at first I thought that the people at meetings weren't "cool," and that most of them didn't seem to have taken as many drugs as me. I was a bit "terminally unique." But I did finally meet some people who did not get high, did not attend meetings and had the same interests as I did.

When I was released from rehab I wound up in a new city. So I never had to avoid my old friends. I did invite a friend to stay with me once my first year. She came in from New York. I woke in the middle of the night to find her shooting up in my kitchen. I have not seen her since. I called her recently to check in. Her husband just died from hepatitis C and she is on the list for a new liver.

Keep up the poetry.

[listenup]

13. my problem is with meetings

that I still feel alone. more so than before at times. I haven't been able to connect with anyone yet, and don't see it happening. I don't think the meetings are for me, because I am still an outsider.

[roughsatori]

16. Try raising your hand

and then telling the people at the meeting what you just wrote about meetings. My problem was I didn't like anyone, including myself. I think it was helpful that I was in a city in walking distance to many meetings. People hated me, I used to share that I hated meetings, hated the people, etc. I used to share that I was an atheist, and that they were fools believing in God, and that my IQ was in such a high percentile that they would never understand me since they probably had average or at best above average IQs. Some brave soul would come up and say "I love when you share--but you drive most of them crazy--want to go for coffee." And I would force myself to say yes.

The first poem I ever had published in a real journal was after I showed one to a person at a meeting and he wrote down a magazine and said he thought they would like it. He then showed me the proper way to submit poetry for publication, and it was accepted.

I'm off to bed.
Hang in there: it might not get better, but you will!

[study_war_no_more]

14. sad but true one year

This will give you time to be present to yourself which is a cool relationship and of course all the steps are about building a relationship with your higher power, if you don't like the year rule you can take the other option which is after completing step nine, this made more sense to me because the results and intent is the same.

[study_war_no_more]

15. another peanut butter poem

Man was never horned until he fought with God.

And we are here in post-revolution America knowing that Gil-Scott-heron was right and this revolution is not being televised. I know this is true cause I am watching a stream of images like Dorthy watched Kansas when tornadoes picked the world up and spun it hard- hard enuff to make up look down. And now we are here in PNAC although it doesn't look new at all but rather Orwellian and it reminds me of another time when I tried to stop iron bombs from falling from a sky much bluer than the one above me now so grey I expect four horseman to gallop forth in some apocalyptic scenario of auto-geddon. Did I say Auto-geddon? or Armageddon? A freudian slip of the tongue but then again maybe not as death tastes oily leaking like a beast in the desert night.