Yeah. I do a little writing . . .

David M Pitchford: poet, novelist, fringemonkey

Abating


Madness Abating

These past few hours, peaceful
how long since I’ve been at peace
tumults of my own making
plagued me more days than I recall

Now, I’m learning again
to believe in miracles
watching one hour at a time
sober and accepting

as life unfolds with new meaning
and though old ghosts may haunt
I walk paths of serenity
heart open to the wide world
mind open to solutions
spirit open to hope and miracle.

28 October 2009
David M Pitchford

28 October 2009 - Posted by bitterhermit | Poetry, alcoholism, cosmic influence, depression, divorce, dysfunctional, grief, grieving, learning, love poems, optimism, poem, poems, relationship, severe depression, spirituality, walks in the rain | , , , , | 2 Comments

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  1. always – hope and miracles – always

    Comment by mother2rah | 1 November 2009 | Reply

  2. Yes, we can’t live without miracles.

    Comment by matt at shadow of iris | 15 November 2009 | Reply


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