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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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JULY 5, 2010 12:31AM

High Beams. Wednesday June 30, 2010

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A black June night, an unlit country road.
The several ghosts of girls that I had kissed,
And one or two apologies I owed
For things that I had long ago dismissed,
Come flooding back, competing for attention,
Along with adolescent love: Confused,
Excited, and requiring full suspension
Of past and future; all the trappings used
By anyone's home town, that would seduce
The young to never leave, to never grow,
And bind their feet with envy, to reduce
The chance that they might ever come to know
A life outside; this road, at evenfall,
Can make me feel I never left at all.

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This is the second of a set of five, that I wrote while on vacation with the kids several states away, with nearly no internet access. Here are the titles in the set (it is 12:27am, and I'm too tired to do links, very sorry):

Travel Game. Tuesday June 29, 2010
High Beams. Wednesday June 30, 2010
Porch Light. Thursday Jul 1, 2010
Star Light Star Bright. Friday Jul 2, 2010
Geology. Saturday Jul 3, 2010
The OS machine ate my first comment here!!!! ARGH!
"And bind their feet with envy" is the phrase I cited as being the Greek tragedy in youth of being drowned by the will of general society.
Great work as always
R
Funny how all time seems to run together in certain moments when we return to our childhood homes. "...this road, at evenfall,/Can make me feel I never left at all." You paint so many pictures with these words.
Read this randomly in the middle of my long journey through your epic. It really hit home, since I left my parents and 19 and have been a long way from my birthplace all my life. Regret for not staying closer as my parents aged, the lack of contact with my brothers, sisters, and friends, and a faint feeling of alienation has dogged me all my life. Then there are those girls....