I’ve witnessed Liquor take hold of loved ones wreaking havoc on their lives. I wrote this poem about alcohol abuse. It seems no matter what issues you cover up with booze; they still remain after the intoxication.
For a week or two the smoke is clear
Then like a well cured kindling
It ignites with the spark of a match
Poof, life is fired up with a roar
Rotten wood hides amongst the embers
Flammable hollow pieces quickly disappear
Spilling soot and ashes in it’s midst
Dense heavy moist pieces
Survive amongst the cinders
Poked and prodded
Still they refuse to light
Refusing even the slow burn
Charred and left behind
Uglier in the daylight
Waiting to dry out
Until the next fire
5 comments:
I think ( I know for me) drinking to forget something, just makes it worse when you sober up. Only tried that once.
i have been charred by an alcholic loved one...the scars remain...blessings, rebecca
This was inspired by you and it is in reply to the poem I just read. :)
You are not alone,
for I have been there.
Although, I was at the time unaware.
I'm sure WE are not alone,
others have faced it too.
During that moment though, it seems it is only you.
Together we shall stand, side by side.
We will overcome the obstacle's we have faced and hopfully put them aside.
*HUGS*
so true that the problem still remains only now you have a drinking problem too :(
Using kindling as a metaphore was genius. xo
i brought a wine called Funky Llama to try this weekend.. It should be interesting!!
great post Sherri.
PEac and hugs, Kai xx
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