Listservers, I too get angry, but itt makes me sick so I try to avoid it.
Since we are
doing poetry, I will include a couple of mine on avoiding anger. They are
from a book
or chapter, called " The Dark Side of Hope".
Why Give
Life can be measured in small skinny
doses,
Clutched to myself, with added neurosis.
I prefer living and giving, loving set
free,
To laugh or to cry, to express the real
me.
The world shuts us in - forced to a mold.
Do this, don't do that--superficial and
cold.
So live life, give life, both joy and
sorrow.
Taste the tears, release the fears,
Today is life tomorrow.
Barb W.
On second thought, I am very tired. If you like, I'' ll share the other
later. BHW
