Two Poems Written During Recovery
Since my wife and I are moving, or preparing to move, we’ve been going through our things as most people must, to prepare for the new location, and in doing so, I found two poems, ones I wrote in 1990, now 15-years old, never published, and so I’d like to publish them today. I was a heavy drinker up to 1984 (some twenty years drinking), when I quite, and so these poems must have something to do with it, a slight reflection perhaps. They were never numbered, as I have done in the past to most of my poems, but I assume they would be around #125 and #126, or so, out of #760. I did not have a name for either of them, so I shall name them accordingly…now:
1) Hell’s Taverns
Do not die
Not now, not yet
Your evil eye will not be blessed
And in hell you’ll wake
To wild beast’s; thus,
Do not die
Not yet
Only to wake to a
Icy and burning sweat;
Wait my friend
Tell me you won’t die
To Taverns of booze
Only to wake and find
You are dead, dead
Laying flat in hell’s Taverns!…
#126 1990
2) Ballade of a Recovering Drunk
Peace of mind in a world of hunter and foe
Is not possible
That rots like clay.
Wisdomis writing a book,
For Philosopher and God
And not reading it…
#125 1990
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