Forever isn’t as long as it used to be

August 22





What time gives in permanence it takes in fluctuation.  The relationships I stand on to reach, with tippy-toed grasp, the light of heaven flutter like flounder disturbed from their sandy bed.  My mind probes the past looking for the shroud lines to hold up the sails of hope.  Togetherness, the banner of life, bonds to strength, protection from outside and within.  I yearn for a life of love, unbending and calm.  I am met with the tug of war, which ends in mud.  Days stretch into years but years are no protection from terminus.  Forever rings in my head.  Promises I have made to myself, promises I have made to others, promises made to me are nothing in the face of the promise of tomorrow.  Time flows like air over a row of seedlings, fresh and challenging, sustaining life and carrying away familiarity.  Forever is not as long as it used to be.  I can live with that, have to live with it.  I can shake my fist to the sky but it won’t make love last.  It will not keep my heart from loving again.  Sails, which have filled before, will fill again.



Love yourself green or blue or pink.




Up to Date


The future is a prison I escape by staying in today.

The tiny windows which open to strange foreknowledge

have barbs rather than bars and inflict painful wounds

when I attempt too close examination.


My business is here and now; the currency like manna,

good only for the duration of the day and nothing further.

Pretty dreams and colossal disaster float as baubles on the horizon

but I need to take down my focus from such far off vistas;

adjusting the optics for a clear view of where I am standing.


Circumscription is what the destiny becomes

when I try to live in it too soon.

Novelty is what it is to be living in the very moment

I am currently breathing in.




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


About Sherrie Theriault

Sherrie Theriault, writer and outsider artist lives in northwest New Jersey where she writes villain-free fiction for children and young adults, creates coloring books for all ages, writes daily inspiration books for the recovery community and has other works of collected poetry; also adult fiction. Books available on include the following: Cala Mae The Deep Dark Day In The Congenial Chronicles The Holland’s Adventure Fill Me In Fill Me In, Too Filled In Sober on the Way to Sane More Sober on the Way to Sane Lines from My Life More Lines from My Life On-Liners to Live By My Sponsor Said… Elissa: Queen of Carthage Was Love Lost Order of Protection The Story Precedes the Question Can You See? What the Birdies Told Me about You What the Birdies Told Me about You Coloring book The Enchanting Dog Sherrie’s books are available at Blue Stockings, Manhattan, NY, The Clinton Book Shoppe, Clinton, New Jersey, Giovanni’s Room, Philadelphia, PA, Easy Does It in Long Beach, CA and The Latest Thing in Costa Mesa, Ca. You can find Sherrie’s art work at Hang-Ups Gallery in Allentown, PA or online at: Please feel free to contact her there if you have any questions.
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