href, href, href...clearing my throat!

 DEFINITIONS

"Brrrrrrrr" means shiver and shake

"Poppies" means...pretty flowers?--grin!

"Href, href, href" means clearing my throat!

"Tuesday" means it is time to write something--ANYTHING!

So (href, href, href) Last Thursday I was chairing an AA meeting, and while putting a topic on the table, someone from behind shook my shoulders, made me spill coffee, and jarred me a bit.

His Voice behind me, in a whisper:

"I've got a liver--I've got a liver!"

(With a transplanted liver

he'd begin to plan, work, play, live!

The metabolic alcoholic,

(who I 'sponsor' in AA)

with nervous shout, ran out

hitting the floor, and through the door..

At the explanatory announcement,

the group of eighty-five alcoholic* Peeps

lauded...applauded, in bursting sentiment!

"Liver-Man" heard this energy from outside

as the eighty-five--hearts opened wide--

sent their group-conscious spirit and well wishes

after him...to meet him...

And PRAYER!

On the third day he walked, talked,

felt so good. He confided in me:

"I could hear my group, my friends,

cheering and (href, href, href) while clearing

my throat ...and eyes,

suddenly realized...

at THAT MOMENT 

I felt Less

Stress.

All which was left was LOVE, PEACE,

FAITH and TRUST--in my Higher Power,

My God, as He expressed himself through

all those Peeps that day."

--Steve E (aka steveroni)

*recovering alcoholic Peeps 

Published for dVERSE POETRY

OLN (Open Link night. 

Post AFTER 3 PM Tuesday

Photo Image of 

field of poppies in Early Dawn

by Adam Edwards, In DeviantArt

55 words: LONG AGO AND FAR AWAY

A STORY

Early in life I overheard my father telling someone that he never bothered to talk to me about sex. He said, "Steve will learn that observing farm animals."

I thought women laid eggs, then sat on them until they hatched. My third wife told me that was not true

I was 36 years old.

--grin!

steveroni

Please swing by the G-Man and leave your
"whatever-in-55-words". Then read a few
of the Peeps' offerings there. It's FUN!

FISHING PIER AT NAPLES, FLORIDA US

Open 24-hours Daily*

Hey Peeps! Exciting stuff going on in this "old man's" life. I am a Webmaster-in-Training. Object:  learn to build and maintain an attractive and User-friendly cyber-home for Peeps recovering from alcoholism.

Even if you only slip in here for a moment, please check this out to see what a biker-girl, a scooter-man and their real live GURU--our tutor--have worked up.

The Website is a communication source for the alcoholic Peeps, with their Naples Inter-Group.

Click HERE

We spend several hours each week in intensive training, and lots more time at home on this project. Please understand!

HERE is the bad part for me--and you know how long these 'sabbaticals' have lasted in the past. I was away from the blogs for 3 days once...and for a whole week a couple years ago--grin! 

I will be reading yours and commenting yours from time to time, but I have recently learned there is only one way to get off this Merry-Go-Round of 20-hour days (and nights) at the computer, Face-Booking, Blogging, sometimes tweeking--I meant TWEETING...and...YOU know!

So that's it for now, my wonderful followers.
PEACE.
LOVE
Steve E

PS. Please not so many notes of  "...how we miss you", etc. Because you KNOW I'll miss you more. True!

*Cannot find the Image-maker of this beautiful Night Scene--maybe a friend?

CAFFEINE, LOVE, AND ROSES

HAIKU 5-7-5 COMPARISONS

Wooden Roses are Anna's
Photo: Steve E

For Open Link Night--Week #60 at dVerse 
 

Speak to me of coffee;

an elixir like none other?

God's gift to all Peeps!

Is all of life twain?

Frozen stream or Burning Flame.

That 'Flame'--love--IS life.

 Is a rose a rose?

Even made from wood shavings?

When not and why not?

LOVE and PEACE

Steve E (aka steveroni)

I prefer the 5-7-5 syllable haiku 

to the 3-5-3  syllable stanza

because I an wordy, not nerdy--grin!