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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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NOVEMBER 19, 2010 1:13AM

So There. Thursday Nov 18, 2010

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I wrote a poem, or mostly.  Tossed it out,
And started over.  It was too direct.
The kids were in it.  How they fight, and pout,
And climb the walls.  I wanted to dissect
A stupid choice.  But really, I got lucky.

I confiscated someone's rubber ducky.

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I don't think that luck has anything to do with it. Your parenting AND your poetry.
Sometimes that's all it takes to set things to right :). Now I'm singing the rubber ducky song in my head.
Duckies can be comforting - I'd hold on to it, at least for a while. Sweet poem.
Leverage is golden when it comes to kids! Duckies become cell phones later on. Just you wait...

Smiles.
When my daughter was young I'd take her to preschool before heading into my school. How all those ducky songs would flow from my lips mindlessly throughout the day! ;} r
ps...been there with the sentiments encapsuled in your words! Thanks for the reminders!
I have a sense of your opening a window to let in fresh air.
I have three of those.
(kids, not rubber duckies)
Their arguments can be epic.
Some days are just like that, aren't they?

I just wish we could as simply toss out all of our frustrations!
Hi everyone. I'm stuck for time again tonight, I'm so sorry. Thank you, a thousand times thank you, for coming by.
Ah, sibling rivalry. What memories of Steve and me are flooding through!