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Liam C Calhoun Aug 2015
Raindrops now sprinkle an earlier day’s
suicide, so too, lightning strikes my beer can.

And come the moment where I’d wished the
moon there, I’d yet to find the means to seize
it. It’s an unwelcome catharsis as our cratered
dream, along with the car, the keys, the
carnal, and caprice, are possessed, tucked a
deep blue jean pocket, and just above your
rear, perfection had I ever traced it; now
untouchable, rendered my choice.

Raindrops now sprinkle an earlier day’s
suicide, so too, lightning strikes my beer can.
Liam C Calhoun Aug 2015
I’d kissed neon once before;
It scolded when it shouldn’t
And took half of what I
Owned.

I’d kissed neon again;
Come a night with, “Dylan,”
And ***** when the beer
Went dry.

And I’d kiss neon forever;
Come a’grayed hair’s gossip,
Words ‘bout our first night,
And, “we,”

We’d cackle on our backs, jubilant.
Ron Sparks Aug 2015
the scab
cracks and bleeds
dead skin covering
raw flesh
a painful mistake for the
entire world to see
I want to peel it off
savor the exquisite agony
be done with it finally
but the wound is too recent
I'm not ready to be rid
of you
quite yet
Ron Sparks Jul 2015
ballad
from the eighties
vibrates my car speakers -
for a moment I'm reminded
of you
Joshua Adam Jul 2015
On Par for Divorce?**

Where does he go and what can he do, this wife he married is not the same
words of love have been replaced by abusive words, bent on giving him shame
the sun has turned into rain; you’re trapped, with nowhere to avoid getting wet
now caught in the web of her discontent, and holding your head down with regret

You look toward compromise, hoping to work things out and make it right
only to encounter resistance, she wants nothing less than you out of her sight
as words fall on deaf ears reality sets in, you are full of contrition and remorse
no it gets worse, she's on the warpath and solely focused on threatening divorce

Looking at your young children, with tears in their eyes, what they must now see
a crushed father, withdrawn from the world, only wanting to take them and flee
while wisdom falters and silence overcomes, still dumbstruck on what you can do
remembering a love that once was, but no longer, realizing your marriage is through

Surviving the pains and turmoil of divorce, a challenge sought by many before
only too often leading some to those bitter waters, transfixed on evening the score
but children become the true victims suffering the most, unperceived by those in pain
only in adulthood will those scars surface, on future relationships they leave their stain

Trying to mitigate emotional scars in any divorce requires sheltering children from your hurt
their emotional well-being is of paramount importance, their exposure to anger you must avert
while difficult to accept, divorce can sometimes be for the better, perhaps you will yet come to see
your door to emotional stability was never locked, search deep within for only there lies its key
This is a short poem which deals with the tragedy of divorce. No one comes out the winner.
Julie Grenness Jul 2015
The tradition of marriage,
Bourgeois blackmail and baggage,
Is it all a bargain for men?
Is this what white weddings meant?
All the love that is lost,
And what is the ultimate cost?
A divorce court pizza,
Magistrate smirks like Mona Lisa,
Four corners, one for each,
Dog gets the crust, if it can reach,
Cats get the anchovies,
Were white weddings for phonies?
When is the revolution?
Blancmange brides for pollution,
Bridesmaids-Little Bo Peeps on crack,
Does society cut us some slack?

We joined the bourgeoisie,
All ends in tears and hypocrisy.
A jaded look at the wedding industry. Feedback welcome.
Joshua Adam Jul 2015
Where does one go and what can one do, this wife he married is not the same
words of support and love, replaced by abusive words bent on giving you shame
the sun has turned into rain and you're caught, with nowhere to avoid getting wet
ensnared in the web of her discontent, just holding your head down with regret

You look toward compromise, hoping to work things out and make it right
but you encounter resistance, she wants nothing but you out of her sight
as words fall on deaf ears reality sets in, full of contrition and remorse
making matters worse, she's on the warpath, focused on threatening divorce

Looking at your young children, and the tears in their eyes, what they now see
a crushed father, withdrawn from the world, only wanting to take them and flee
but wisdom perseveres and silence overcomes, dumbstruck on what to do
finally acknowledging, love that once was is no longer, your marriage is through

Packing your bags this last time, as reflections of happier times pain your mind
but trusting in G-d gives you the faith, to your predicament you are now consigned
as days pass and the pain subsides, getting a handle on what was once your life
recognizing the impossibility of any happiness in life, when a wife is bent on strife

Not long after I met a woman, the epitome of everything good in the world to be found
a woman full of of kindness whose words, as her love, were nothing short of profound
coming full circle in my life, the challenges and tribulations have left me with no doubt
choose a woman to love that has a truly sincere heart, and a faith in love that is devout
A sad poem regarding an abusive marriage and where it leads. Anyone who has (lived with, and/or) survived an abusive spouse might be able to relate.
Joshua Adam Jul 2015
It requires Great wisdom to acquire this human trait called, Compromise......


The sun rises and the sun sets
a new day comes, yesterday forgets
a loving kiss and warm embrace
two souls joined, face to face

Time passes, feelings change
no longer exits, this warm exchange
further on, and still growing more apart
forgetting all that love, they had from the start

Now although they consider to divorce
thoughts of their children cause them remorse
so they make decisions attempting to find a way
to limit any pain, that their children will be okay

Despite their good intentions, they think they know
but only their children feel the pain that will flow
that day finally arrives, the one you were told
it could never happen, it would never unfold

The stark and painful reality, some adults never see
they give up too easily, and for what, just to let egos be
if they only had the wisdom to open their hearts and be free
to learn this meaning called compromise, and make their love agree

Yes, my friend, you're thinking how you relate to the words of this poem
deep down your know you too are a survivor, and that time has shown
you grew up with that pain, asking yourself what purpose was it all for
the answer is clear, do not let it happen to your own as it did to you before
Life: It comes with it ups, and comes with its down!
Ron Sparks Jul 2015
"We're way
past
the point of no return,"
she said,
refusing
to look into my eyes
as she said it.
"I gave up on
you
a long time ago.  I'm in
love
with another man now."

There were so
many
things I wanted to say
right then. So many responses
on the tip of my tongue.

Some were
angry and inflammatory.
I didn't tell her that she
was the
*****
who lied and deceived me
for months while she
secured
her future with another man.

Some were
hurt and accusatory.
I didn't tell her that she
had unerringly found
every
***** in my armor and had
mercilessly
exploited them.

Some were
loving and pleading.
I didn't tell her that she
was my soul mate and that
there was no problem
too great
for us to overcome - together.

I didn't say anything.

Instead, I
****** her
and sent her back to
her new
boyfriend.
sainche micano Jul 2015
wedding* bells
sounded good
thought you could lead
and i would follow
so you taught me how
and showed me when
and since you have left
it's time for graduation
so sign the papers
and let me pass
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