alcohol

LOCAL RUM SHACK

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MARCO! POLO!

I had time to kill

before my flight 

back to EWR.

 

There was a rum shack

across from the airport 

filled with an odd mix

of locals and tourists.

 

There were a few old Bajans 

sipping on their rum 

and waxing poetic.


Imagine Fred Sanford

on an afternoon bender

with Bubba & Grady

and for some reason

I’m drinking with them.


These guys were hilarious

even if I couldn’t

understand the Bajan accents.

They were going off

on all kinds of sick tangents.

 

Remember passing milk

through your nose as a child?

It’s a lot less pleasant

to do that with rum.

 

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Alcohol

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Unrhymed Poetenry

Alcohol is like war,


All it knows is destroying,


It works like a cobra,


Silently killing the victim!


 

The drinker goes to the brink of ruin,


Just like Dr. Faustus,


Drinking is like selling one’s life,


To something awfully satanic!


 

Alcohol is what goodness is not!

 

Health does not remain wealth to a drinker!

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today

11 may 2017

 

Today

By JFarrell

 

(what happened? My life went mad)

 

Today,

I attended my first job interview this century;

And, they are giving me a chance,

It’s just astounding.

 

Tomorrow,

As long as I go to bed sober tonight,

Will be my longest time sober in 15 years

And, that’s just unbelievable.

 

I may be, finally, changing,

Becoming a better person,

Having a better life;

Equally, I may have lost the plot totally,

And headed for the biggest fall,

Just another waste of space drunk.

 

I don’t know,

I can’t see clearly,

It’s all too unbelievable;

But, I don’t care,

I’m going to enjoy it,

And dream, for the first time, of a really bright future.

 

(this is all true, every word, my life went mad)

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

it's true

oblivion

Oblivion

By JFarrell

 

As I discard the empty wine bottle

And open my 2nd of the day

It is not without a little regret

That I begin to drink

 

I know this rubbish I drink

Is killing my stomach

Is rotting my teeth

Is (probably) making my depression worse

Is, generally, not good for me

 

But

 

As I finish the 2nd bottle

And go to bed

I will not dream

I will not wake up at 3am

Too scared, too traumatized

To go back to sleep

 

The oblivion offered by drink

(and drugs, if you’re into that kinda thing)

May be an imperfect remedy

But, it is an imperfect environment we live in

And it works (at a cost)

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this is not an endorsement or encouragement of alcoholism, just because i'm stupid is no reason for you to be :)

my dad

He is so happy and so enthused

 

he plays his violin and is very amused

 

everyone tells him how good he can play

 

but he says he cannot play that way everyday.

 

People wonder how that could be

 

when obviously he can play, you can see

 

but when he is sober he is scared and afraid

 

that he will not like the song that he made.

 

Even though it is beautiful, and even though it is pure,

 

he says he needs the alcohol, and that is for sure,

 

to help dull his senses just enough

 

and make playing the violin a little less tough.

 

I hope that one day he will learn to play

 

the violin in a less threatening way

 

so that he too can hear the sound

 

 without all of his other senses bringing him down.

 
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Al's

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Healing

 

 

 

Al's 

 

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ALzheimer's is

caused by

ALuminum cookware, deodorants, foil, cans

ALcohol

ALL amyloid plaque, contained in meats and fishes

 

Join

AL Gore

AL Schweitzer

AL Einstein

ALexander Pope

ALec Baldwin

AL Sharpton

in leaving behind the meat fish which cause Alzheimer's.

 

  -saiom shriver-

 

 

36 causes of Alzheimer's

http://allpoetry-classic.com/column/11340390-36_Causes_Of_Alzheimers_Include_Homocysteine__Prions_In_Meat_And_Fish__Alcohol__Mercury_Etc.-by-saiom

Amyloid Plaque and Alcohol and Alzheimer's

http://www.hazelden.org/web/public/ade20812.page

Alcohol and Alzheimer's

http://abcnews.go.com/blogs/health/2012/07/19/alzheimers-and-alcohol-the-real-connection

 

http://blog.lib.umn.edu/vanm0049/psy1001section08spring2012/alzheimers-cartoon.png/

 

Lower Bunk Karma

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Winning

Lower Bunk Karma

 

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He described to his listener

being in the army, coming

back to his barracks drunk

climbing to the top bunk.

 

He awoke as his

buddy in the bottom bunk

complained that the

vomit was dripping down

onto him.

 

He looked over the side

and saw it also dripping

onto the floor and in

it his money was swimming.

 

That was the last time

he ever took a drink.

 

Then there was the woman

at an AA lead who

said she woke up

screaming at the people

who were invading her

bedroom until she

realized that with too

much to drink she'd

fallen asleep in

the elevator.

 

This writer was told

by a psychic that I

once died of alcoholism

in a French gutter.

 

-saiom shriver-

http://patterico.com/files/2009/09/Submarine-Bunks-1.jpg

 

I haven't had a joint in 20 years but know it is a pain reliever,

which doesn't cause cirrhosis of the liver or domestic battering

or barfights.

 

http://patterico.com/files/2009/09/Submarine-Bunks-1.jpg

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Old Man Charlie

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Experience

Old man Charlie weeps

Drowns in sorrow he keeps

As old as hops brewed ale

Charlie of old gale

 

Old man Charlie seeks

Stability in seat

As old as hound who sleeps

Charlie of loose teeth

 

Old man Charlie finds

In due time, a divine

As old as church bell rings

Charlie of deep sleep

Author's Notes/Comments: 

please comment and give insights! thank you

You are dying

1. You are not special because you have a sadness that sleeps within your spine.

You do not require attention.

No one has to love you.

2. Vicodin will not ease your pain. 

It will not bring back your unborn children.

They will not make him un-touch you.

They do not make you more alive.

3. Rum is not a cure for not feeling your body in the morning.

It doesn't make him love you.

It doesn't make your mother care.

4. Sad songs do not make you feel better.

Sad songs aren't a fix for your broken heart.

Do not relate to them.

5. Your therapist is right.

Do not ignore her.

Do not take more pills.

6. Do not sleep with him.

He does not love you.

He can't fix you.

Fix yourself.

7. Do not read old blood stained suicide notes.

They are not beautiful.

Do not be proud.

8. You are not beautiful.

You are dying.

Stop saying his name.

Stop painting his name in red.

9.You are dying.

Stop wishing for him.

You are dying. 

He doesn't love you.

10. You are dying.

Stop fighting the paramedics.