Long Divorced Poems
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Oh! The weary winter's gone,
The nature's green as spring is on
All others are under magic spell,
But thou are still so dull and staunch?
When the old gold bonds have long been shed,
When others are forth new clothing yet
When the nature's under beauty's veil,
Yet unlively thou in such sweet sale?
All trees are laden with cordial buds,
The wind is blowing with its softest thud
Flowers are blooming in the grace of dawn,
Still, you gloomy are in the same gown.
Gradually sets in the summer
With its tranquil triumph
And the jovial haughty nature
Tempts to tender yet splendid fun!
The radiant greens compliment the lushes,
The shining joyous morning yellow
The timid snow in the highlands vanquish
But your wrath staunchly never does glow.
Do you detest the grace around you
Or do you shield your cordial mirth
Or do you refrain from expensive attire,
Perhaps you have the same set of cloths.
Then come the affluent showers
With its mute strolling wind
And the jolly laden branches
Lunatically dance with a brisk.
And in the night the rainy fog
Seeps in like thieves in mob
And leaves its mark- the hazy dew
But that's hardly in luck for you.
In no time the shower's savage
The rambling winds turn into gale
The snobbery of nature breaks like glass
The jeweled beauty is lost, alas!
Again, the weary winter's on
But not as back the life's there
Beauty's lost, all vein is gone
But thou are same still as you were!
The divorced trees have shed their jewelry,
The vail vegetation has lost its greenery,
But among the green-lost nature's hue
Remaining same you give good fortune's blues!
That's how one must know to compare
From among vail beauty to lasting fair
Is real beauty a day's attraction,
Or is it something more than competition?
Green grass,
Blue skies
Sick people,
Sad goodbyes
Dark days,
Empty nights
People dying,
Violent fights
Frightened kids,
Scared moms
Divorced parents,
Lost bonds
Starving children,
Bloodthirsty thugs
Innocent victims,
Kid's with drug's
Devil worshippers,
Constant crime
Shot of a gun,
Nothing is fine
Confused youth,
Careless adults
Child abuse,
Countless faults
Selling drugs,
Peer pressure
Spreading aids,
Prostitute pleasure
Daily abduction,
Victims of rape
So much pain,
Few ever escape
Turning to suicide,
Ending a life
Psycho path killers,
Blade of a knife
Agony of loss,
A broken heart
Painful love,
Being ripped apart
Homeless people,
The joy of hurting
A love child,
So many uncertain
Pregnant teens,
Unstoppable s.t.d.'s.
Ashamed heritage,
Dangerous obsessions
Opinionated critics,
Unwanted suggestions
Killing family,
Betraying friends
As today begins,
Yesterday ends
Hopeless tomorrow,
Doubtful future
Destroying the mind,
Sickening humor
Never--ending sickness,
Too much disease
Does it ever stop?
Someone tell me please
Animal torture,
A newborns cry
Abandoned infents
Do we even try?
Sleeping around,
Simply for lust
Deceitful lovers,
Losing all trust
Breaking the law,
Getting away
Courtroom injustice,
It's the victims who pay
Who is wrong?
Who is right?
Criminals admired,
Have we lost sight?
Broken famileis,
Few who pray
The doubtful outlook,
Getting by each day
Forgotten morals,
Money hungry fools
Disgraceful greed,
Those who use
So many questions,
Yet so few answers
The wanting to know,
Happens much faster
When did it happen?
How did it start?
Who is to blame?
For letting our world fall apart?
I guess this is what you would call life.......
The older I travel
through landscapes of enculturing words
and ideas disembodied,
the more I long for unweaponed words
not yet invented.
Today I long for compassight
Compassionate insight
is much too long
to be useful,
And insightful compassion sounds like left brain
too divorced from right worded feelings
of empathy
rooted in solidarity of species
flowering integrity of universal EarthSoul
consciousness.
Healthy futures
sound like posential,
And positive potential integrity
of Earth's healthiest future
sounds portentously posintegrential
which is just the opposite
of negfragmential sad potentials
like climates of unhealthy
unraveling pathology.
Polyhealthpaths
are good directions for my own active curiosity
and feel promising for all our great grandkids too,
While monopathillogicalities
sound sinister
and socio-unempathic.
I find so much hope
in posintegrentiality
and yet feel wary
about declaring polypathic integrity
achieved much too ego-autonomously
egonomously
stuck in self-declared solidarity
not felt
or understood by all species of life,
lifecies
learning together on posintegrentialing Earth
with our petrocks
and other ornamental artifacts,
like words
awaiting future incarnations of wellbeing.
I know how it ends.
Choice or Destiny - either way,
we make it.
All the paths laid out before me,
each step unknown but planned.
So many lessons in these life choices
to be taken and learned but only in proper time.
Marriage and children, widowed and divorced,
what was written in by destiny?
Teaching, care giving, loving and being loved
each a planned unplanned expectation.
It was enough though quite difficult
to meet, accept and satisfy those wants and needs.
Responsibility was taken as it came
not gladly but with love and foresight or its lack thereof.
In love, with love, each gave into another
and the call was realized and recognized.
With acceptance and quiet prayers to hold it back,
but life takes its course as intended.
I may not have forseen the journey,
but chose my way along its crossroad of destiny
and
I know how it ends.
Lois stepped out of the cover of 1922
Go away! She told me. I am having a smoke.
Her confidence permeated the room.
She had her feet on the couch.
With her shoes on.
I was enthralled.
Delighted.
Wanted
to be her.
My mother had never told me about this woman.
Lois was my great-grandmother, a roundabout, a floozy.
A woman with means who did not have to put up with trouble.
She married trouble twice.
Divorced them both.
One at age 17.
The other at age 19.
Lois was a woman who did not have to answer to anyone.
I was intrigued and wanted to know more.
I began to read her journal.
And I never fully put it down.
Step inside
See for yourself
I've nothing here to hide
Or worthy of you stealing
My clothes are old and full of
holes so to are my socks and undies
My bread is moulded milk soured
i've only rat's for company
My electricity supply has been
cut off and i only bath myself
when it rains into the buckets left outside
As once upon a time i had and
took myself a wife until came
the day she divorced upped
and left me
With nothing but amounting
debts she even won our pet
goldfish in the final settlement
Now here i stand cap in hand
with nothing to my name nor single possession worthy of stealing
But the smile still beaming from
my face and happiness i
rediscovered since the day the
judge granted our divorce
I stopped for a cup at the local all-nighter
I'm a regular there. I'm the "poetry writer".
You'll always find the occasional hack,
The delinquents, the addicts, that hang in the back.
A drifter, a grifter, disenchanted and surly
All nameless faces, except the waitress named Shirley
I throw her a line, she throws me a sign
Our usual "Hi, how are you?"
Then step to the bar, put a ten in her jar,
She's divorced and the mother of two.
She looks out of place with her ribbons and lace
She's polite, friendly and kind
But make no mistake, she bites like a snake
With a switchblade tongue, razor fine.
They're busy tonight and I need to write
She brings my black coffee to go
Says, "I'll give you this, you give me a kiss
And that will be all that you owe."
A kiss on the lips for ten dollar tips
That sounds fair enough to me
Besides, she's pretty, got big titties
And gives me my coffee for free.
Daniel Turner
EX
CLAIM unfulfilled ?
Just EXCLAIM !
PLAIN actions
turning tough ?
Try to EXPLAIN.
HUSBAND divorced
turned lover,
being EX HUSBAND.
TENSION for leave sanction
got solved
getting EXTENSION.
AMPLE questions
to be answered
putting EXAMPLE.
ACT on right track
proceeding EXACT.
CITE an example
to EXCITE.
IT has entered but
to leave through EXIT.
03/28/23
Divorced and happy, divorced from the fraud, the one who promised to be there for all time.
Divorced from the stress, the person who caused so much stress, the one who was not only harmful, to my body and mind and all of my life, the one who left scars that will never leave, but have made me have knowledge of the nightmares that others can cause.
Divorced from the person who was unkind, the one who lacks truth, who uses people, and continues a life of lies.
Divorced from the monster, the one who made me cry and have confusion, you no longer can cause me to feel down.
Divorce is good, it can set you free, free to live a life of happiness, free you from a person that is not good, one that you thought was the one, but turned out to be a negative one.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
That morning she faked a smile on her face,
And she tried to carry her worries with grace,
When she walked to the altar next to her dad,
Her heart was sore, and scared and sad.
When she entered the church and they played the hymn,
She entered a world that belonged to him,
The song and the people were there to remind
Her of everything she had to leave behind.
She was wearing a beautiful white dress,
A symbol of desires she had to suppress,
Her innocence was her family's pride,
And she couldn't lose it til she became a bride.
And now, after 60 years and a lot of wars
Women can vote, be leaders and mentors
Women can have sex with many different men
They can get divorced and get married again.
If she was here now, she wouldn't understand
That we can do today what was once widely banned,
That marriage means love and shouldn't be forced,
And love sometimes dies, and people get divorced.
I wish she could see
That she changed the world for me so I can speak,
She helped me be free,
And I'm strong today because she was once weak.