he tries not to drink
but those shadows will haunt him
and the glass refills
ice bumping shoulders again
the night never seems to end
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Leonard Durso 
particularly liked the line ‘ice bumping shoulders again’ but the whole tanka is great
Thanks, Maureen, for this kind comment. Glad you liked it.
Sigh, sometimes my night never ends…. & i only drink wine!
I really like your poetry that remembers people.
Thanks, Resa. They are always with me even though they are thousands of miles away and sometimes years apart.
Miles & years apart…. = ❤
You’ve captured hauntingly well, the fight for sobriety that sadly, so many lose.
Yes, so true. I saw the bottomless pit of sorrow and shame as I helped raise my parents, for they could not raise themselves.
Substance abuse ruins many people’s lives when they try to find peace artificially.
Yes, and sadly they can be some of the most kind and brilliant souls that we know. It’s devastating to see that disappear right before our eyes.
Enjoy your week, Leonard!
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Thanks. You, too.
Thank you. Unfortunately there were writers and actors I knew that lost themselves in drink or drugs.