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Recycle

A sweet marriage turned sour, had to be tossed in the trash Wooden emotions of affection, anger burned love into ash Marital memories put in the attic, placed in boxes covered with dust Two cancerous affairs of the heart metastasize into fidelity distrust Second mortgage is under water, swamped in bills ... no levee cash Wedded bootleggers drown sorrows drinking the moonshine mash A once healthy marriage died yesterday, got buried in divorce Resurrected maiden name celebrates, in a singles bar of course

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Alexis Y.

Date: 1/12/2017 8:17:00 AM

Hi Freddie, I agree with them below me, this is such a sad poem. That gives a powerful punch of "reality" . Well done. A without a doubt seven-Alexis

Jannie Breedt

Date: 1/10/2017 12:24:00 AM

Incredible! Brutal honesty and with meat and bones. The bittermess blasts one of the page and with power. This is art and I dig it. Not familiar with ottava rima but what an introduction. Wow

Doug Vinson

Date: 1/9/2017 4:04:00 PM

Ah Freddie, well done - sometimes it goes bad.

Heidi Sands

Date: 1/9/2017 11:57:00 AM

You put forth the sadness of this situation well into words Freddie !

Chris Green

Date: 1/9/2017 10:36:00 AM

A sad one my friend, sounds a bit bitter, but is so well written it reads like a song, albeit a sad song.