Monthly Archives: October 2014

Deadlines

Posted on October 30, 2014 by menmourningmoments

I hate ’em, They get in the way Of my own agenda What I want for today. Are they obstacles or guidelines Do they help or disturb? Like the tracks the trains rides on And without them crashes, burns. What … Continue reading →

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A Tribute To Franklin, No Small Step

Posted on October 22, 2014 by menmourningmoments

This is a tribute to a friend of mine who celebrates 1 year sobriety tonight. I hope to read him this poem at his celebration. He’s quite a man, I hope you get to meet him someday. Franklin They thought … Continue reading →

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Numbers Don’t Lie

Posted on October 17, 2014 by menmourningmoments

Do you have a favorite number? Why is it your favorite? I’ve always been intrigued by the number 3 but not sure why. I’ve always thought it must be an important number since God exists in 3 persons, Father, Son … Continue reading →

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Stinkin’ Thinkin’

Posted on October 12, 2014 by menmourningmoments

Ever wonder why you seem to make the same mistakes over and over? Like dating people that aren’t good for you and, in fact, are harmful to you. Why you choose the same losers for friends; same activities that only … Continue reading →

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The Rigid Frigid

Posted on October 4, 2014 by menmourningmoments

When the body is dead They call it a stiff When a person’s hardheaded They say he’s thick, amiss. Fundamentalism is perfect obedience To all the man made rules, Even if your hearts not in it, Obey, don’t look like … Continue reading →

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The High Road, Doing The Right Thing, Regardless

Posted on October 2, 2014 by menmourningmoments

The high roads often scary, You’re usually all alone; The air is paper thin and There’s little room to roam. The few times I’ve tried it, It was really fight or flight; I’m the one whose hurting It’s him who … Continue reading →

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