Waltzing With The Albatross
by A PAX
Friday, March 28, 2003
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Drunkenness is temporary suicide. ~Bertrand Russell, The Conquest of Happiness
WALTZING WITH THE ALBATROSS
Some souls have a history of which they are ashamed
Strangled by the albatross, with misery and blame
Some choose to hide their bitterness, behind a laughing face
Contoured to the occasion, habits become a brace
The hand around the bottle, lips upon the glass
Intoxication makes them mellow, problems can't harass
Anything to make the hurts of yesterday passe
Ease their hurts, cause others pain, forget about fairplay
Food, and sex, drugs and games, gamble till your broke
They do it all to excess, yet smile when they choke
It all becomes a habit, a pattern, and a dance
Waltzing with the Albatross, a suicide romance
Based on years of observation.....
Not a judgement on my part......
We are all our own judges from time to time...
(Thats a albatross mating dance in the photo)
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|Reviewed by Jay G
|Its sad. Addictions are a ticket to tragedy. I deal with these types too though not so much in my family....Thank God.|
|Reviewed by Victor Jensen
|So glad I done all my heavy drinking when I was young so I don't need to do it now. I bought a case of beer before Christmas but haven't gotten around to opening it yet.|
|Reviewed by Madame X
|Reviewed by Christine Morell
This is thought provoking and full of wisdom.
A wonderful poem. Like the others, I've missed you.
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
|I love the title. And those are good observations. Addiction is an albatros...but one can fly like an eagle when they get it together. It's a joy to see.
|Reviewed by Dale Clark
|Great write. So much truth here and the waltz is a habit!|
|Reviewed by Jack Roberts
|Very Nice Lady!
|Reviewed by Cathy Montgomery (Reader)
|Missed you, too!
Powerfully done and that last stanza really
punches the truth home...
|Reviewed by Tony Nerone
|Dear Anita, I sure have missed you friend. I hope everything is well. Great provacative poem. Some people live a lifetime of addiction. They really never judge themselves truthfully.
I wrote The Queen of Laugh for you, if you want check it out.
God Bless You Anita, And Your Family Too.
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|brilliant write...love the pic...missed your wonderful poetry;-)|
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
|Great write Anita,
sounds like me, my only bad habit are casinos, and I do play till I am broke.