Showing posts with label circuit speaker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label circuit speaker. Show all posts

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Fish of Chaos

October 26

FISH OF CHAOS


Out of chaos come very tiny fish, well, maybe not fish but a very swimmy feeling.  How can I go around with my feet off the ground, my mind racing on a squirrel cage?  Breathing helps, breathing is someplace to start.  Once I get breathing regularly, I can gingerly probe with one foot for a place to stand.  The chaos may race around and past my legs like so many eels on a summer’s evening, but with time and practice I can step from this current as well.  Out of chaos come very tiny fish, but I can come out, too.


Wring out every drop from your books.

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Circuit Speaker


It isn’t until I listen long to the Northside poet
that I realize there is such a thing as a Chicago accent.
I hear it as I never have before.

I don’t hear it in my beloved Rodger,
hear only the hope he brings to share.
As I get ready to walk to the podium
I wish that no one hears the Jersey in my voice
only the experience I bring to share.



You are reading selections from Sober on the Way to Sane and More Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault

Sunday, October 27, 2013

Circuit Speaker

October 27


Circuit Speaker

It isn’t until I listen long to the Northside poet that I realize there is such a thing as a Chicago accent.  I hear it as I never have before.  I don’t hear it in my beloved Rodger, hear only the hope he brings to share.  As I get ready to walk to the podium I wish that no one hears the Jersey in my voice only the experience I bring to share.


Dance through the mud then clean off your shoes


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CLINGING

Large bugs cling to the soffits
Upside down as an alternative
To the rain-soaked landscape
I salute their efforts to find security
In a shrinking list of possible locations.

Awkward situations place my fingertips
And toenails holding positions
Trying to avoid life’s harsher choices.
Bitter, chilling options are cheerful alternatives
To no option at all

I can take the difficult positions as an advantage.
I have survived and this is the goal of the game.
I am here--come what may.
I make the best of the worst times so God can help me
Make the best of the best times.



You are reading selections from More Sober on the Way to Sane and Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault

Friday, June 28, 2013

Chock Full of Nuts

June 28




Chock Full of Nuts


I am not a coffee maker.  I come from a long line of non-coffee drinkers and I don’t drink it myself.  I made the coffee for my home group once and was asked not to do it again.  This is when I realized my service talents must lay elsewhere, and they do.  I am a good sponsor for those who want what I have or at least want to attempt what I am trying to get toward.  I am a good representative.  I can carry the wishes of my group to the district.  I am learning to share my story and carry the message and hope to do it well.  So, my question to you is, to what service do you most naturally bend?





Save a key from your past


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PASTRY

Like French pastry--sobriety gets richer with each layer
As I investigate these layers I approach the buttery center
The fat seeps through the years
Making boundaries crisp and intimacy velvety.

Ingredients which ordinarily wouldn’t mix
Somehow blend and counter point one another in a flaky shell
Fruits and nuts improve every bite.

Though there are times which are a bit crumbly
Most of the structure is strong and invention skillful
Pastry and sobriety are compositions of strength and brilliance
Which are meant to be taken internally.




Friday, October 26, 2012

Fish of Chaos


October 26

FISH OF CHAOS


Out of chaos come very tiny fish, well, maybe not fish but a very swimmy feeling.  How can I go around with my feet off the ground, my mind racing on a squirrel cage?  Breathing helps, breathing is someplace to start.  Once I get breathing regularly, I can gingerly probe with one foot for a place to stand.  The chaos may race around and past my legs like so many eels on a summer’s evening, but with time and practice I can step from this current as well.  Out of chaos come very tiny fish, but I can come out, too.


Wring out every drop from your books.

*


Circuit Speaker


It isn’t until I listen long to the Northside poet
that I realize there is such a thing as a Chicago accent.
I hear it as I never have before.

I don’t hear it in my beloved Rodger,
hear only the hope he brings to share.
As I get ready to walk to the podium
I wish that no one hears the Jersey in my voice
only the experience I bring to share.


Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Circuit Speaker

October 27

Circuit Speaker

It isn’t until I listen long to the Northside poet that I realize there is such a thing as a Chicago accent. I hear it as I never have before. I don’t hear it in my beloved Rodger, hear only the hope he brings to share. As I get ready to walk to the podium I wish that no one hears the Jersey in my voice only the experience I bring to share.

Dance through the mud then clean off your shoes

*

CLINGING

Large bugs cling to the soffits
Upside down as an alternative
To the rain-soaked landscape
I salute their efforts to find security
In a shrinking list of possible locations.

Awkward situations place my fingertips
And toenails holding positions
Trying to avoid life’s harsher choices.
Bitter, chilling options are cheerful alternatives
To no option at all

I can take the difficult positions as an advantage.
I have survived and this is the goal of the game.
I am here--come what may.
I make the best of the worst times so God can help me
Make the best of the best times.