Drinking Alcohol taught me how to fly
Then it took away the sky....

Tuesday, November 27, 2012


Posted for
dVersePoets Pub
Open Link Night
Week #72
(Starts Tuesday at 3 PM Eastern) 

CHRISTMAS c.6 B.C., by Steve E

Little ones--picture this sight:
Bethlehem shaking, shivering
as Child was born that night
inside  stable--
the real Body and Blood.....

Enough warm love inside His little chest
making water, melting snow.
Whole world flooded, as gifts
from His warm Heart flowed.

Roused from blanketed sleep
by sweetest music in high fidelity,
bunch of old fellows with sheep
found their way fast, at last,
into the barn,
and warm
to attend
first midnight mass

Animals knowingly bent
Their knees, witnessing
Most spectacular event

Watch what happened after that!
They rode in with the wind--
not in limos, but on camels sat

three wisest guys,
one totally black...
with squinty eyes!

Following slow-moving sky light
Many weeks, many miles, they
at most bright

Lamb of God has now met
lamb of man.
One Son shall live--another sun set.

During following span-time,
third of a century by count
he lived humbly sublime.

Behold! A donkey to mount!

He rode through streets.
"Hail King!" shouted they
as thousands Peeps he meets
along the routed way.

That little Babe,
child of wonder
had become a man...
life broken asunder,

dying midst  sounds
of tympanic

curtain dropped.

While life
painfully stopped

.......and started

Note: re-posted and re-worked
from an "anonymous" blog of mine 
(December 2010)

That Christmas by
in Deviant Art

Friday, November 23, 2012


Words of "Isolation"
Music from "Fascination"

"It was Isolation, my dear..
T'was this Isolation,
sprung out from my fear
Heart that's made of lead
might as well be dead
Unless "I love YOU"
is--yes--what she said,
so true..." 

"Happy Thanksgiving 2012"

Thursday began for me like most other mornings, attendance at an early AA meeting (actually, two of them), happily greeting and enjoying friends in recovery. I had earlier posted on Face Book and elsewhere, how wonderful I felt, while wishing the same for everyone else--it IS a holiday!

Something unusual hit me in a sudden torrent of fear, preceded by a premonition that all was not well--in my head. 

A committee had formed in my brain, in emergency session, to remind me how worthless I am. How could anyone wish 
to be in my presence, or even near?

Ding, ding, ding, ding...
hear that bell ring?
it was my clue
to call somebody.
Anybody. Even you!
Nope! Rather be suffering. 

So I did "do" dinner at noon, and, 
tired from  forcing a smile, 
went home to "isolate"
--just as I used to many years ago. 

 I was alone and lonely
also I spoke to no one
and the world
seemed a strange place" 

One day while walkin
along the river bank, I met
a snake, a snail, and a shell.
And I spoke with them:

"All life is twain,
the one a frozen stream;
the other a burning flame.
And that burning flame is
(4 lines from THE PROPHET by Kahlil Gibran) 

Later I came upon 
a little child in a carriage 
...and she smiled tenderly at me.  
--Steve E, December 1958

OK, ces sation...
no more im molation 
a bit of--ap probation? 
(is that a word?--grin!)

That which brought you near

also brought you HERE

Sobriety intact,
Steve E  (aka steveroni) 

Family Bonding 
by ericashanee 
In Deviant Art    

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

POEM (Slightly Erotic?)

Posted for
Open Link Night
Week #71
(Starts Tuesday at 3 PM Eastern) 

On "losing myself" together:

(Lyrics) South Pacific:
"...you may see a stranger
Across a crowded room
And somehow you know..."

A GLANCE! Perchance...

Is a touch
touch within
hungrily we suck
the sweet nectar
each of the other...

"...OH! these heightened senses
as only you can evoke in me--them!"

WOW! A touch is
Eye facing eye
touched within

leading perchance to
a place elsewhere
...or nought.

(Def: Small gift for the customer--like the 
13th cake, of a dozen ordered)

I love lazy
Love river of sweet syrup-delight
rolling and winding its way
through mental-movie--my life

Yes, me crazy!
Moving with that rivah
Crazy Peep forevah.

Inspired by my Friend SHADOW'S blog

Some of her own words I have
(with permission)
twisted and bent to fit my
old twisted, bent mind

Steve E (aka steveroni)

Sunday, November 11, 2012


"Oh, you have made me SO happy!"

"I am happy only when we are together!"

"If you leave me, I'll never be happy again!"
"(cough, cough, spit)...we've kept each other happy for 57 years, 102 days, 16 hours, 31 minutes..."!
Etcetera, Etcetera, Etcetera...

Hmmmmm. I posted the following in the past, and it still ringing in my head. I am every day so VERY happy, but nearly always it is the result of sayings or happenings of someone or something else. When my happiness is inside me, inside my heart, inside my soul, and for only this reason:  "Just because"...then--then may I smile truly in the Universe, and answer honestly the question "How are you"? with this response:
"H A P P Y !!!"--grin!

"True happiness is caused by nothing. True happiness is causeless. When something or some Peep causes my happiness, I will become possessive of that thing or Peep. I will become anxious, lest I lose it. 

"If I ask the mystic why he or she is happy, the answer will be, ‘why not?’"

"Nothing will ever upset me. No one shall ever hurt me." (Peep must not be human!)
YEAH...RIGHT--grin! I keep trying and growing!

--From thoughts of Anthony De Mello.

Thank you to MANY Peeps who really know what I'm writing about here. Loving you all. PEACE!
--Steve E (aka "happy-roni")

Thursday, November 8, 2012


Sorry, I lost URL of artist. If anyone knows it, 
please inform me. Thanks! It was in "DeviantArt"......


"Step right this way, 
to end of the line",
said the Peeps in charge.
Order, it prevails,
not what you'd think.
Double columns of people
stretching large and
far, to faraway parallels
like train rails we stood
around city blocks
Tic-tock, tic-tock,
hours, minute-molted.

Hearts simply sank...

some of us, frail,
might simply fail
to stay upright;
our goal
not yet
in sight.

Thousands slathering
before us, gathering
to cross the moat
and vote. 

Thus, the 2-3-hour wait,
our recent fate,
price for being late.

Slow march to destination,
we--all strangers--said "Hello",
settled into a quiet darkness...
began to "know" one another.
We discussed lives and loves,
friends, history, mothers,

Eight in number, traveling
"family"-on-foot, braving cold.
Four for Barack, four for Mitt
we joked and laughed,

played and prayed.

Child said, "Hey man, you're old.
You go front and sit!"
I answered, "No thanks--
these, my new-found Peeps ,
I'll stay, stand my ground."

Yes, politics we discussed
so all save face.

And yes, laughed and played
--spiritual moments 
to know....

LOVE and PEACE, Peeps!
--Steve E

NOTE: Next post I intend to write brief sketch 
of each Peep in the "Group of Eight" (above) 
while I remember them...before I do not--grin!


Monday, November 5, 2012

This "LOVE" Business

Posted rather late (last one in, #109--grin!) on D'VERSE, a favorite place!
Prayer Girl at Naples Beach

Love? LOVE it!

People say that love hurts, 

but that's not true.
Loneliness hurts.
Rejection hurts.
Losing someone hurts
Envy hurts.

We confuse these with love
but in reality, love is the only thing 
in this world that does not hurt.
Love covers up all pain 
and makes us feel 
wonderful again.


LOVE and PEACE, Peeps!