Today's Prayer

On my 10 year clean date of this year Sept 3rd, 2013 I wrote this in great thanks to the Almighty about for him and all his love.

Dedicated to my Mother and Father, September 3^rd, 2013

 

“Today’s Prayer”

 

When our feelings spill over the heart

With no more room to hold,

When words rush forth from our mouth

Too excited to stay untold,

 

How to describe the feeling

Of doing something new,

How to say what we really feel

About your partner with you,

 

To love and cherish the things

That make our life real,

The personal achievement of passing

That no one else can steal,

 

To know that the journey has been

More than just a plan,

To swim in great waters of knowledge

To feel your feet in the warm sand,

 

But most of all to feel ALIVE

Which your youth had lost before,

And know that you’ve final said “NO”

To drugs when they knock at your door,

 

To know in your heart that you are

A good influence to now follow,

And be a shining example

That life doesn’t treat you hollow,

 

SAY A PRAYER TO HIM EVERY DAY~

THANK HIM FOR THE LIFE HE SAVED~

 

Amen Alleluia Amen Alleluia Amen!

 

LadyAnn Graham-Gilreath
August 22, 2013 

 

(Written for September 3^rd, my 10 year anniversary, one decade, of clean time).

 

All poems are copyrighted for LadyAnn Graham-Gilreath

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful and positive poem. You honor your parent with the wise and powerful prayer.
'To love and cherish the things
That make our life real,
The personal achievement of passing
That no one else can steal,"
I agree with the logic of the prayer. We are built by strong people. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[LadyAnn68]

Because it was my mother who gave me the faith back in God and I repented and made peace with him and ever since he has not failed me or I him! I had to thank God for that day! And everyone that helped me get back on my feet! This poem is published on the national drug web site SAMHSA.org

[LadyAnn68]

The personal achievement of passing...that no one else can steal..my exams here at medical school are so hard..but I don't want anything I don't EARN! YES passing is great!

[Coyote Poetry]

Good for you. I wish you good luck and great success for you and your mother.

[LadyAnn68]

My mother is dead but her dying last words were for me to finish school! That is why this is dedicated to them! I have done so!

[Coyote Poetry]

You did well. Your mother was wise. Education is very important. My father told me. You must have a education so no-one can look down at you.

[LadyAnn68]

The very cool thing that God did for me was to let me Graduate on Mothers Day May 13, 2012. Now I am finishing my MS in Addiction Studies, July 31,2014, and starting my PhD in Sept. in Addiction Psychology. It should be interesting to see if I can make it! I will start my licensing requirements for the United States, Great Brittan, and Australia. Yes it has been rewarding!

[LadyAnn68]

I am also developing a Poetry Therapy for Addiction Book! I will be posting many poem written about or giving inspiration to those who are still suffering. You read my poem 2014 then you will see. I was thinking to having an addiction inspirational contest...what do you think? this way I can get some of these writers ideas and use them in my book (with permission).

[Coyote Poetry]

I have used words to lose sadness. I have many poem about the suicide of my brothers. Addiction book is a good ideals.

[LadyAnn68]

I want to call it the poetry challenge for addicts and their family! I wish I could find the cure really Do you think you can let me see some of them: my email is: [email protected] would be honored!

[Coyote Poetry]

I have some posted. Here is one.
The gray whale

(For leona. A missed friend.)
















Empty bottles of tequila and whiskey sitting on the floor. Unshaven man stared at a empty walls. He is sitting at a small table. On the table a 30/30 rifle lays next to the half empty bottle of tequila. The box of shells lay near on a shelf in reach.
The man wrote in a journal.
"Promises made and broken.
Left forgotten in a shallow grave.
Waiting to rise up and choke the life out
of the remaining dreams."

The man went to the bathroom. He looked into the mirror. He told the reflection in the mirror to f**k off. He goes back to the 30/30 and begins to clean her for the thousandth time. A whisper appear in his head. "Life is sweet. Death is sweet. Life is s**t." He reached for one shell. He loaded the shell into the chamber. He wondered would anyone give a s**t if he was dead?

He heard a gentle knock at the door. He tried not to pay attention to the knocking. The knocking become louder. He heard a voice. It is Leona. He gets up and goes to the door and open it. Leona hugged him. Asked him was he OK? She told him. "I had a dream you were dead." She walked into the apartment. She walked into the kitchen. She saw the bottle of tequila and whiskey bottles lined up like soldiers on the floor. She saw the 30/30 on the kitchen table. With tears falling from her eyes. She asked him."What the f**k are you thinking? Why is the rifle on the table? He answered "F**k off. Nothing is wrong".

She took the 30/30 off the table. She unloaded the one round. She is crying. She yelled at him. "You have a loaded 30/30 on the table. A half empty bottle of tequila. You never leave the house except for work and you greet me with a f**k off."

Leona called her work. Requested two weeks off. She called John's work and request two weeks off. She told them. A family problem. Need two weeks to sort out. He sat and watched her. He told her."Suicide is easy. Life is hard. If you chose death too soon. May miss the one sweet kiss. One more chance to see something beautiful." Leona wrapped her arms around him. Kissed his face. She asked. "What the f**k are you saying?" She took his hand and brought him to the bed. She held him like a baby. Fearing he would leave her forever. They lay together in silence.

In the morning. Leona told him. "Time to go. You promise me to be able to see a whale traveling to Mexico. You promise to buy me a Irish coffee in Monterey."
The long drive was too quiet. He looked out the window. She held his hand tightly. She did a silence prayer of hope and a good ending.

She asked him. "Remember when you described seeing the whale traveling to Mexico. You told me you could almost touch the whale? He whispered. "Keep going west. Death don't like the feel of the mystic desert and the breeze of the sea."

Leona told him. "Almost to Fort Ord. You promise me a strong Irish coffee on the pier. You told me we would dance and drink at the beach." He smiles and told her. "You remembered all my crazy promises. They seem so far away. Why do you want to be with a dead man?"

She didn't answer for a few minute. She whispered. "I need you my friend. I know you feel guilty for your brother's death. Jenny left you when you went crazy. When you needed her the most. But I stays with you. Even when you forgot my face and name."

They arrived in late evening in Monterey. The two friends, like old lover's held hands at the Irish Cafe. He ordered her a Irish coffee. She ask " Give me two weeks with you. We will find hope together." He looked away from her and whisper. "When you lived a bullshit life with fake goals and dreams. The walls will fall in. You will be left alone and empty for wasting a life. Sex, booze and woman can't make you feel complete. Dead babies haunt my dreams. Two dead brother's hanging themselves without a word to anyone. They told the world to f**k off in their way."

After many strong beers. They walked on the calm and lonely beach. She begin to sing. She make him dance by the light of the spring moon.
" If I were the king of the forest.
I would stop the hate and dumb s**t.
Allow the kids to be kids."
He begin to sing.
" If I were the king of the forest.
I would end the wars.
If I was the king of the forest.
The world wouldn't be a pile of s**t."
Leona wrapped her arms around him. He brought her closer. He whisper's. "Thank you kind lady for you." Gave her a long kiss.

The Holiday Inn was $200 a night. But you could see for 20 miles into the Pacific.
Leona stood in front of him in a small towel that drops to the floor. She smiles and asked."Anything you like?" He reached out and puts his head into her breast and held her.

In the morning. He buys two tickets for the whale watching cruise. Rarely do you see a whale. But the two hours into the sea in a small boat was the real pleasure. The boat was rocking with the ocean. He held her close. She asked him."Promise me to live forever if we see a whale together." He kisses her neck and the her lips. He told her. I promise to live on and be thankful for you if we see a great whale.."

A half hour later. The Captain tells the guests. A whale to the left. A large gray whales appears. It is so beautiful. He felt energy and life coming back to his tire mind and soul. He brought Leona closer. He whispered. "I love you my friend." She smiles holding his hands tightly. They are within 50 yards of the whale.

Leona closes her eyes. She does a silence prayer. She thanks the whales for their song. Their song told her to go and save a friend life in her dream. She hear a whisper in the ocean breeze.

Love comes when it is given without the desire of the love to be returned.

Coyote
Dec. 2010



© 2012 Coyote Poetry

[A. Amos]

Ann this is such a beautiful message, touched not only my heart but I also felt deep down my soul. You are such a beautiful and magical writer, you spread a spell on your readers mind while reading your poem.

[LadyAnn68]

Thank you...soooooo much!

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

congrats on the sobriety! Addiction is very hard on one's soul! It has always fascinated me. Good luck with the schooling. I had thought about it years ago but I know too many that it has changed....come from a family of religious nuts, co dependents,bi polars, psychologists, and social workers. :) ( a nice roundness) Your writing is such a good outlet. Will be back to read more later:)

[LadyAnn68]

Thank you so much that was indeed a special day for me and a mark on my development of who I am striving to become. If you are interested there is a poem that you might like that you fit into...it is called "The Paper, The Pen, and The Author". It is "US"...

[LadyAnn68]

Added thought...I believe my love for writing helped me get where I am today! I love this website more than I can say!

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

I will check it out soon, ty!

[Sami Khalil]

Your faith shines through here. A heartfelt prayer...:)....................

[LadyAnn68]

This poem was written on Sept 3rd, 2013 for my 10 year clean date if total abstinence off drugs! It marked a profound moment in my virtually victimized life! If you ever have the time you can read my story...it is posted and called "Dramatic Reversal by a Hopeless Victim". It is very a powerful story and true to the letter! If you do read it let me know. I won $2100.00 for this one!

[Sami Khalil]

Good to know...You are welcome...:)..........................

[Shaquana Adams]

To love and cherish the things
That make our life real,
The personal achievement of passing
That no one else can steel.

I liked this poem. The optimism and sincerity really shines through in your work :) Thanks for sharing!

[LadyAnn68]

Oh I do thank you...this was my 10 year clean date this year ob Sept 3rd, 2013. I am very optimistic and had to thank the Almighty for saving my life and allowing me to continue to write! Thank you for reviewing it!

[Shaquana Adams]

You're very welcome :)