Somewhere Between Love Letters & Divorce Papers

When you have written a hundred poems of the remembrance of love,

how do you speak of the forgetting?

Do you measure every margin of a cherished page of poems?

Or ask the mute swan in winter for an annotation of spring?

I loved you in the bright of morning never afraid of the dark of night.

I swam a lovely ocean toward you,

and I could barely swim!

But somewhere between follies splash,

and dreadful storms,

I was stricken with the ailment of unknowing.

My heart lost the strength to hold

what it once could not let go.

Now I swim rough seas in the twilight

unaware of the sting

that once led me to you.

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That Blinding Glare & Other Hazards

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I learned more about economics from one South Dakota dust storm than I did in all my years in college. ~Hubert Humphrey

 

I have been blinded by more than the glare of the sun

and been sent spinning off treacherous winding roads

I have fallen down the steps further than I care to admit

that’s what too much whiskey and the wrong man can do…

next time I’m staying home and eating ice cream!

 

 

Final Signiture

 

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“Even without wars, life is dangerous.”

  ~ Anne Sexton

 

My name no longer ends with yours

what was once whispered low

is now a bellow yet still a song

these words I give liberation

but for you they will echo

back and forth with a force that leaves a sting

I will no longer lay down in your dark pastures

hidden by your wheat and lost oaks

I shall rise like smoke

leaving a burn in your throat

you will never be able to swallow

like the hardest of pills

forgetting would be a luxury now

these aches are deeper than one sunburn out on the plow

the truest of regrets splinter in and root deep

the softness of my love

will settle into your heart that way

a piercing prick

pushing ever deeper

full with the ache you cannot forget

I gave you everything once

you stomped on it like a lit cigarette on the ground

I will take what light I still have with me

both heat and light rise and so shall I

my name no longer ends with yours

I suppose it never truly did.

Sometimes Love is a B__b__lizzard

You were my horizon

Before the blizzard

Made it hard to see

Where all of you began

And the beginning of the end of me

I was the voice

And only you knew how to dance

Quite the pair we were

When we still held a fighting chance

But life is poetic

And the story it longs to tell

Always has a twist

And a deeper meaning

Than a country well

Turns out you are a singer

And I am good at moving on

And My Favorite Mistake

Will forever be our song.