Transformation

I just wanted to stop drinking alcohol because, that’s all that I thought that I needed to do. Truth be known, I just wanted to stop drinking for a while, just long enough to save my marriage, my career, my relationship with my son and daughters, and a handful of friends. I mean that, not with flippancy, nor arrogance. It made perfect sense.

Now I know, as others have found, that just not drinking alcohol was not enough to save what I loved. I needed to change, not just long enough, but to truly transform, to become something I needed to be for me and for them, alive and fully awake.

I

Oh to be alive
Fully awake
‘Tis such a
Wonderful thing
Because
I do remember
The wanting
To die days
But now
Today
Occasional pain
Sorrow and regret
A price I willingly
Choose to pay
For to be alive
‘Tis truly
A quite remarkable thing

II

It didn’t happen overnight
Oh not it surely did not
Fear anger resentment
Grabbed me and
Would not let go
But little by little
One step a time
Moment by moment
Day by day
Week by week
Month by month
Year by year
(Now don’t be afraid)
Decade by decade
I began to change
Even when life did not
Now fear anger resentment
Cannot hold me
(Not for very long)
These they do rise
And these they do fall
Making room for
Peace love and joy

About the Author

Robert B. is sober alcoholic in Madison, WI participating in AA and AlAnon at Fitchburg Serenity Club. He has been sober since April 21, 2007. He also began writing and sharing poetry on Facebook during his first year sober as part of his recovery from alcohol dependency, acute anxiety and chronic depression. He has found that creativity expressed primarily through writing poetry and playing various stringed instruments helped him heal and thrive.

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Robert

‘If only for a moment she mattered to a stranger …’ beautiful

Thank you.

MarySusan williams-Migneault

The Barfly

she sat alone

always in the corner

surrounded by noise

so she could not hear

thoughts racing

ear to ear

anesthetized

her pain disappeared

another shot

another beer

she barely saw

the man standing there

but on the dance floor

swaying like a goddess

her dreams came to life

her knight in shining armor

would claim her as his wife

if only for a moment

she mattered to a stranger

in the darkness of the night

(C) 10.28.2013 / mswm

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