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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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DECEMBER 5, 2010 1:58AM

Anonymous #7. Saturday Dec 4, 2010

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The kids are with their mom.  I think of you.
I know I have a thousand things to do,
But starry nights, when suddenly they're gone,
And I can't face the stuff I'm working on,
I might just call you up, to come outside
To see Orion.  Ev'rything I've tried
To help me focus when they drive away
Has failed.  And if I number ev'ry day
The kids are young, the stars are numbered too.
And while I'm here on earth, I think of you.

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When the kids go, and the house is quiet, there is time with one's heart.
I look at Orion every morning before sunrise, lately. Make that call Bard and share those stars. You deserve to be in the company of a like soul at times like that.
What Linnnn said: Call. Nothing to lose but your lonely.
May it comfort you a bit to know that many who care about this journey share Orion's light and mystery while hoping all good things for you. I remember this feeling so well...especially this time of the year. xo Wistful piece...so very well done, bard! r
Thinking of all the facets of the heart and how, if we are lucky and can allow, they let us know we are alive. Even in the middle of the night.
Beautiful, wistful, we are all here, but you are speaking only to her. Fell privileged to share in this. One chance, one lifetime Bard. Call.
I imagine Orion was glad to have the extra company, out there, hunting the finite.
Oh Bard, I thought you were talking about us, here on OS. But, if not, life is too short to let those moments slip by.
I many times like this, but fear keeps the call from happening. What if they don't want to hear from me. I love though, looking at the stars and knowing that someone somewhere is seeing what I am.
yes, Bard. make the call. always. make the call.
Call, everytime, call. thanks for the the happy sigh.r
... Ev'rything I've tried
To help me focus when they drive away
Has failed. And if I number ev'ry day
The kids are young, the stars are numbered too.
And while I'm here on earth, I think of you.


... the aloneness of this touches my heart, deeply. Please call her. I hope it can be that simple ...

By the way, DB, from the Southern Hemisphere, our view of the Orion constellation is a little different I understand to yours in the Northern Hemisphere. The belt and sword of the 'Hunter' we often call the 'saucepan' or 'pot' ... but nonetheless Orion is visible Down Under.
Hi everyone. Your comments are practically unanimous, it's difficult to find a way to respond to them individually.

scupper is right, that they go back to their mother, and my company is all internal. For now, this works well for me; but it's hard for me to settle in without some decompression.

Orion has been my favorite constellation since I was about 12. I'm not sure why, other than its immediate recognizability. Last night it was very dramatic, in the west/southwest, towering above the houses and the streetlights. It was crystal clear out, and the stars were unusually bright. And sort of like a newly hatched duckling imprinting on the first animal it sees, I got out of the car after dropping off the kids' things, and saw Orion. That's how it found its way into the poem.

I can't call yet. I may be begging questions, but I can't call yet. Thank you all for your very straightforward advice on that matter.

And Kate, thanks for the description of Orion Down Under. I did a quick search on Google to find an image, but it's a mess. Can you send a link?

Thanks everyone, for your continued reading. It is a great pleasure to see you all, always.

Goodnight!
DB, I just sent you a PM but here are the links which might be useful:

Constellations Belt and Sword Stars from Down Under