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Back on the Hill
Current mood:  focused
Category: Writing and Poetry
Inspired by the A&E television show: Intervention (matchmaker)
I the love bird sprang from a rose pedal Into life from good father and mother I wed my first at seventeen Ten months late a first born Down the course trickle growth divide Three year companion first divorce Explore experiment in front of me Appreciate Italian heritage Oh soon did my second love Hand in marriage great he was Now that I look back I never loved back And so broken saddles round two Not my first rodeo second makes two Round three, do not discount me Two learned from one makes three charming Not really – my first son, my baby boy My reach in Ahhh! Joy beneath my toes set -- confidence A true woman in every sense Blend me a career of match making heaven T.V. show, book contract "I guarantee marriage" Stand at the top blind to the fog But a mist of light I see from a far Number four, I know what you're thinking Geez! One more, what else? What for? His name: Bora, a darling he was A sedation love of life smell the air A true freak, crazy, Pappi Ah Mama Mia Wild man surprising strut me your other stuff We partied much and drank some more I poured his –he tooted from The counter, the toilet, straw in shot glass He passed of so called alcoholism Blink to the priority, my own addiction For years I cry to losing a friend Now I don't work and draw disability And my daughter picks up a half gallon or three Some smokes, matches, change this bulb out I'm dysfunctional, too drunk to think My children are grown except for my boy He stays at my mothers, I'm barely surviving My own mother fears my burial She cries at night while my son's eyes water No one can take me anywhere I am a nuisance I yell I scream until I get my way I attack verbally by raspy voice I need a cig and drank…now isn't this truth "Hun, can't tell me," I have a disease You won't even take the time to believe So to flip things, they have had enough My children and my motherly one They cut me off but needed help A&E Intervention hotline "Umm, yes…my mother is an alcoholic and we would like to do something about it" They sent a video team for documenting To research the addiction Only I fall down as fools become reasoning, That no habits would change while film shooting Of this tape none the less I was wrong Approach my final interview Only to gaze my close and wed family Staring me down plus one unknown This unknown made a short introduction "From your family whom love you very much", He said, only a few points to make And we will quickly wrap this up "Mother, your addiction to alcohol is out of control no more checks, we are going to tell No more granddaughter for her safety…" my daughter started I go defensive with lightning retaliation The unknown man claims all stand united Take nothing with nothing or this treatment Now backed in a corner with no choice I cry, beg, differ, "one more whirl" But they claim the ticket was today right here, right now, California longest night of my life I have detoxed, cleaned up, unwilled my puffy eyes Back to a springing in my steps and retiming … "umm, life"
copyright.prec!se.2008
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