What Crosses My Mind

  • Twenty Years Ago

    It was around twenty years ago this last couple of months that I had my last drink. I remember telling my kids how old they both were when I chose to quit drinking. They have now spent the better part of their years with a sober dad, and I feel really good about that. I…

  • Tonight

    Tonight the pain becomes a central idea, a notion, a recall, a, sort of, panacea. Tonight turns life happy toward celebration, the opportunity to herald a healthy decision. What happened then could occur tomorrow, might even be a possibility without my halo, for the reality of our lives is a fragile pedestal we could so…

  • When I Drink

    When I drink faded images appear, silent, moving, attractive filtered visions. When I drink that settled need, gnawing reality quiet departs leaving little love. When I drink, you certainly cannot know me the way, I know I’m sick. When I drink, the fog I seek envelops my soul, blurs drawn energy settles incessant. When I…