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Divorce Bard

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While the ashes of marriage #2 were cooling, I began a journal here in verse, to keep myself out of trouble. So far so good, and one day at a time. I took a hiatus this past January, and I missed it terribly. Writing daily had changed the way I think - not my opinions, but the process of thinking itself. So here I am back again, and hungry. I began with three rules: (1) Iambic pentameter, (2) Perfect rhyme, and (3) It had to be true (no hyperbole). I hereby amend rule number 3: If I'm writing about myself, yes, it has to be true. But it doesn't, if I want to tell a story.

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JUNE 1, 2010 11:48PM

Rant. Tuesday June 1, 2010

Rate: 9 Flag

Tonight I just don't feel like writing much.
The day was pretty rotten, all in all,
Though "normal" rotten.  Not like it was such
A monstrous relapse.  Just a little stall.
Like anybody, every now and then
Whose marriages have ended in divorce
(Yes, two of them).  Like everybody, when
They're balancing desire and remorse,
Or missing kids, or missing being touched.
Like anyone.  Who wakes up every day
Alone.  Like everyone who ever clutched
At hoping there would be someone to say
Hello.  Like everybody.  Everyone.
Like anyone.
                 I'm ranting.
                                 There.  I'm done.

 

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{{hug}} to you, my friend.
Sometimes I think it's the ordinaryish bad days that are the worst. If there's a tragedy of truly epic proportions (house fire, car crash, plague of locusts, etc.) we rise to the occasion and become our better selves and all that rot.

Just the ordinary crappy days? Those suck. They just do.

Hugs, DB. Tomorrow will be better.
*hug* I'm twice divorced too. It sucks.
e tu, DB? rant away, you are not alone.
R
A good, plain, everyday rant. Enjoy.
" 'normal' rotten." Nothing easy about days like these. Hope sun will show itself again today. Not the burn! Just the sun.
But you rant so nicely, DB!

Honestly though ... lots of hugs to you.
The plain white lightbulb glare on life can be the harshest, the everyday carrying on of the thing..
Touch, conversation, being seen, the small things that make a life, the hardest to live without..
Felt. Appreciated. TY.
(((BIG HUGS)))
XO
Kim
Nice. Feels good to rant!
Just saying "hello."
Waking up alone w/o the Hey of another to start the day is always so gropingly empty. A friend of mine once said that it is NOT the bad days that they hated being alone (you learn how to deal) but it is the HAPPY days and times -- promotions, good news, etc. -- that you REALLY miss not having someone to share them with. Dealing w/ stink seems to be the norm these days.... As always, wonderful expressions of deep-felt emotions, O Master Bard!