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Divorce Bard

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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OCTOBER 2, 2010 10:11PM

Oops. Friday Oct 1, 2010

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Last night while on the road, I missed my post.
I'm so ashamed.  It's not that I don't care.
I'm out where wireless access still is rare.
But luckily I still get decent toast.

 

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A smile to you .... and the beautiful simplicity of toast!

I was worried about you but glad to know you are here again.
Heh-heh, I believe you will be forgiven.
I like this one!
R
Toasting you from my shindig for Kit's ella Rose
Well, there's nothing like a decent toast. cheers DB!
Everyone deserves a rest from post and breakfast toast.
If anyone knows how you care
It's those of us who come to share.
Glad to hear about the toast.
Hope you had some rest as well.
That's OK, toast is the main thing.
how were the bacon and eggs
did the waitress sport great legs?
Decent toast is hard to find, a good toaster, now, that's sublime.
This morning w/ jam. Thanks for the belly laugh.
Always glad when you can post!
at least you didn't miss it...due to a neti-pot.
I know, I know. My rhyming sucks.