Going to have
Good days and bad days
And I will face
Draw backs to get
That green pasture
You are aiming for is
To have good self-esteem
About myself.”
“Tragedy”
“My open wounds
Will hurt for
Few days, and heal.
Emotional abuse
The most painful
Emotions to heal
It takes years and
Probably lifetime
Of healing.
I am like a flower
Has to be nurtured
Watered cultivated
So its cared for to
Blossom my true beauty
My flower wasn’t getting
Any love or compassion
Or empathy to heal my
Emotional wounding.”
“Rejection”
“Rejection only
Brought about anger
And hurt to my recovery
There uncaring hearts
Brought a rivalry
To my heart, my revengeful
Feelings spring up and bloomed
All I wanted was to be heard
And not unheard from the
Professionals from Pexton Hall.”
“Fear”
“Fear was dark shadow
Hovering over me
And defeated me from
Not having any happiness
In my life.
Fear took all of the good
From me gave me less
Courage to tackle any
Challenges that came up
In my everyday living
On my journey I encountered
Power greater than me and
That was god he gave me
The joy that was missing
In my life.”
“Lake”
“Roaming around
Sandy lake shore
On a calm windless day
Sunlight sparkling on the
Sky blue water, muskrats
Swimming graciously
To their castles some
Perching on their castles
Getting sun tan
On a beautiful autumn day.”
“Radio”
“Radio broadcaster
Announces the news
It’s all recorded
And played into life
Where ever you roam
If a roll play presents
Turn a different channel
The message will
Come on, leaving the old
Recording to pass.”
“Fall”
“In the fall of
1970 I went
Duck hunting you would
See such beauty, trees
Brightly, colored leaves
Mirroring onto the water
Showing off a fall portray
Ducks roaring in every
Ten minutes of steady
Shooting, high flyers
Parading over you
So graceful, heading
For their winter land
Where ever it maybe.”
“Birth Place”
“I came from small
Town castles founding
On frontier soil glorifies
Heritage into our sovereign
Town wagons flurry over
The brook bridge to
Destines abroad.”
“Scotland”
“Alone bag piper
Towering on a hill
Overlooking Scotland’s
Sea coast
Scotlander bellows
Scottish melodies
Echoing over greenish country sides
Romancing your heart
In a Scottish ballad.”
“Despair”
“Traveled many miles
On a rocky road
Despair came about
Piercing my body
And soul only hoping
My lonely destiny
Will be more
Trusting adventure.”
“Missing”
“Love was
Not shown me to
Wilter away
Causing the
Eternal pain
Of loneliness
Throughout my life
Hoping somebody
My self-esteem will spring
Happier years to come.”
“Misunderstanding”
“Sometimes people
Criticized and misunderstood
My intentions and they
Moralized and condemned me
People are good for judging
Especially when you are
New in the community.”
“Time”
“There comes a time
For me to retire
And enjoy, life’s most
Beautiful treasures
And love, will venture
My way.”
“Birds”
“On a May afternoon
Warbles singing me
Songs echoing over
The vast frontier
Having a merry good time
This spring time season.”
“Darkness”
“One fall evening
I strolled on a moon
Lighted journey
Twilight leading
Our way leaving
Evil spirits lying
To rest and not to
Dawn upon us
Courting a honeymoon.”
“Country”
“Change of scenic ride
Into Irish country sides
Where rolling green valleys
Prosper with fields
That rolls on portraying
Workman ship by farm
Dwellers taking so
Much pride in their work.”
“Rain”
“I have been
Caught into
Shower of rain
No dawning light
For seen, hoping
The rains will stop
And peace opens
Your window for
Happier days.”
“Goodbye”
“Farewell for now
Wishing you well
Hope we meet
Again some how
With smiling faces
Hoping our friendship
Will never depart
From us.”
“Days of Misery”
“I was sick and tired
Of being sick and tired
I turned my life over to
The care of God
His power and direction
Lead me to the fellowship
Of Alcoholics Anonymous.
It took an inventory
Every day in doing so
It kept me to have good
Attitude and to be grateful
Thanking the good lord
For my sobriety and all his
Blessing and for another
Dawn to serve him.
In doing so it sprung a new
Person in Alcoholics Anonymous
Then I, gained a balance
Of play and fun and
Times to be serious.”
“Sobriety”
“Earning your sobriety
You are going to run
Into people you don’t
Care for.
You still have to treat
Them with kindness, love
Thy neighbor as thyself
And respect will come
Your way even in Alcoholics
Anonymous we pick and choose
To be our friends and still
Be humble to those you really
Don’t care for.
I believe in time your
Hostility will make
Friends you don’t car
e about.”
“Farewell”
“Glad I met you
Goodbye for now
Hope we will run
Into each other again
That our ware bouts
Have some meaning
As before, hoping smiles
Bring us closer together.”
“Pain”
“For many years
Of hard knocks
My talent never
Came about
It was hidden
From the Alcohol
That poured down
My throat now the
Poison has gone
Leaving pain to
Flurry on making
Me a success in
One lifetime.”
“Past”
“Old farm house
Where I grew up
Gave memories
Of a legend that
Was once there
Passed on stories
To my friends had
Few laughs and drink
Giving them a grand view
How it was like back then.”
“Beauty”
“I have been released
From the clutches of
Pain that held me very
Tight. Freedom bell rang
Within my heart seeing
Life’s beautiful treasures
Sparkle before my eyes
Now my flower is blooming
In wondrous beauty
Now I, can enjoy fun with my
Friends being free
What a wonderful feeling
To cherish in your heart.”
“Water Fowl”
“One autumn day
Walking around
Wooded pond
Ascending woodies
Descending swirling
Sweeping over the
Murky slue showing
The wildest performance
Of nature’s presentation
I ever saw.”
“Slayer”
“When the abuser
Hit me with
The willows I screamed
In dismay from the pain
The willows cut
My skin, I would
Hide in the woods
In some brush
From the abuser.”
“Abuser”
“One time, while
I was in bed the
Slayers footsteps
Coming up, the stairs
Gave me the chills,
He came into my room put his hands
Around my throat chocking
Me I am struggling, grasping
For air I, was paralyzed
With fear. It was molestation
Of my mind all that abuse
I endured as a child of
Eight years old.”
“Flower”
“My flower in life
Was not watered
Or cared for to
Blossom compassion
And trust were
Not shown
My eternal pain only
Brought the dark side
Of me, I was good
Person a lot of bad
To me, I got stuck
Into the mental
Health system
Found out through
The psychological
Testing I wasn’t
Mentally ill what
Is the prejudicial view
On me, why don’t
They let me go
On with my life for
New beginning
With the fellowship
Of alcoholics anonymous.”
“Cross”
“I carried heavy cross
To Calvary hill, the
Abuser never had
Any compassion nor did
He apply any compassion
To me.
My cross in life got
Even heavier and
I fell down the second time
The abuser never game me
His warmth, love, affection
To me.
My cross got so heavy
I fell down the third
Time and I was whipped
And kicked I underwent
A lot of punishment and
Punishment is all I ever
New as a child.
I was in constant fear
Of being punished without
Cause, the abuser, hanged me
On the cross and crippled me
Emotionally for a life time.”
“Lake”
“Scenic water
Reflects spontaneous
Scenery captured
In natures realm.
Birch trees soaring
Highly spirited
Performing supreme
Superiority along
Rippling waters
Birch aromas
Fills the air with
Fragrances gailing
Around the, vast frontier.”
“Stranger”
“I just got into town
Everybody was surprised
What will he do?
This time, only me
Good performance
Would show them that
I was not the person
As before leaving them
To see a changed person
This time around.”
“Hospital”
“Sometimes the world
Looks unfair
Looking through a hospital
Window it often makes
You think why I was
So careless in my actions
Having the butterflies
Saying next time it will
Be different so when
Your discharged day comes
Don’t ring around the rosy
And fall down hurting
Yourself again.”
“Pain”
“It was hard to cry
How much I, hurt
Inside being strong
Willed I, broke down
In tears, tearing
Crying moment cleansing
My sad needed a heart
From all the repressed pain.”
“Beauty”
“My open wounds
Will hurt for
Few days, and heal.
Emotional abuse
The most painful
Emotions to heal
It takes years and
Probably a lifetime
Of healing
I am like a flower
Has to matured
Watered, cultivated
So it’s, cared for to
Blossom my true beauty,
My flower wasn’t
Getting any love
Or compassion or
Empathy to heal my
Emotional wounding.”
“Change of Scenery”
“There comes a time
For me to retire
And enjoy life’s most
Beautiful treasures
Know old scenes are past
And love will venture my way.”
“Travel”
“In my days of
Wonder lusting around
The countryside’s
Without a compassionate
Heart I would not
Give my heart to nobody
It was blackened from my
Self-hatred that almost
Destroyed me, I ran into a
Person with a compassionate
Heart and he gave me the love
I needed so desperately in my life.”
“Past”
“I was a neurotic
Type of person
I would dwell
On the negative
Aspects in my life.
Now the pain is
No more from my
Darkest past now
I ca
n live one day
At a time and
Center my thinking
On my positive aspects
I can do, from myself.”
“Slayer”
“Twenty some years
Gone from my pride
Is not no more
Anger festers I
To the whipping post
No escaping from the
Slayer that’s slayed me
So brutally I feel
Sorry for him that he
Never had any love
In his life.”
“Struggle”
“When the sap
Is drained from
You will
Feel zapped.
Each day that dawns,
The struggles in life
Are more stressful until
Solutions is made
Making your living
More comfortable.”
“People”
“Strangers looking
At me cautiously
What kind of person
I am my actions
Will show them that
I am a nice person
To have around.”
“Hunting”
“It was in the fall
Of 1970 I, went
Duck hunting
You would see
Such magnificent
Beauty tree’s gleaming
Fall colors mirroring
On the water
Reflecting a portray
Of nature glowing
And appealing
To your eyes
Ducks roaring there
Wing beats every
Ten minutes of steady
Shooting and kissing
High flyers catching
Your attention parading
Over you, it was a graceful
Time seeing, flocks of
Water fowl heading for
Land where ever that
Maybe.”
“Sheep”
“Royal mountaineers
Wonder lusting vast
Mountains tops
Glistering whitish coat
Of farm or battling rams
Fight viscously starting
On comers strolling along
The rugged rocky mountains.”
“Farm”
“Lived on a farm
Did not have time
In my teenage years
To go out dating
I wasn’t affectionate
Person grew up with