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Rebecca (poem)

Updated on May 31, 2013

Rebecca was my meaning for the day

Rebecca held my heart within her hand

And all I was laid under her command

Rebecca was where all my thoughts would play

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Each morning saw me waking at her side

And in the night beside her I would fade

My world with her was one I wouldn’t trade

A world where all my problems would subside

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Rebecca was the answer to my prayer

Though others often pointed out her chinks

I laughed proclaiming all their warnings junk

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Yet in the dark hid truth I came to bear

Rebecca was the name I gave to drinks

And by her side I soon became a drunk

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      Faith Reaper 4 years ago from southern USA

      Yes, Rebecca will take you to places you don't want to go, all the way to rock bottom for sure.

      Sad reality of the disease of addiction to alcohol.

      Voted up ++ and sharing

      God bless, Faith Reaper

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      Man of Strength 4 years ago from Orlando, Fl

      Great hub and very relatable. We've all had a "Rebecca" in our lives.

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      DJ Anderson 4 years ago

      Martin, I know of few families who have not been affected by the destruction of alcoholism. Its reach goes far beyond the person

      who takes the drink. It destroys lives, families, and relationships.

      It undermines all that a person holds dear.

      Children, raised in homes where alcohol is abused, can lose their moral compass and their sense of what is their foundation of life.

      You brought this subject out of the dark and portrayed it as the deceiver of men. You personified its hold on a person.

      Another brilliant work by the master of poetic verse.

      Thank you,

      DJ.

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      Eiddwen 4 years ago from Wales

      As always brilliant and voted up Martin and here's to many more for us both to share on here.

      Eddy.

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      Thomas Silvia 4 years ago from Massachusetts

      Great and cleverly written as always ! I enjoy your poetic magic !

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 4 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      Ho! This reminds me of your brilliant limericks. So well written and clever, too.

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      Cat 4 years ago from New York

      This super sweet and romantic account of your love for Rebecca was beautiful the first time around! I had to read a second time to appreciate 'Rebecca in liquid form'. Very creative and Addicting!

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 4 years ago from Southern Illinois

      I love how you weave a message in your poetry. I think Rebecca has touched many of us....

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      Jennifer 4 years ago from New Jersey

      A very dark poem, beautifully expressing a painful addiction. Bravo to your courage!

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      Suzette Walker 4 years ago from Taos, NM

      Wow! Love the metaphor. Some do love their alcohol as if it were a woman. Very sad and gritty poem - but so clever and different.

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      Sometimes people cannot escape that iron grasp or that pull. Your poem holds much merit.

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Superb construction of a very poignant subject, Martin. Great as always!

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      Shannon 4 years ago from Texas

      Oh, I really wasn't expecting that. How very powerful. I really ought to know by now to expect the unexpected on HP.

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