Musings of a Divorcee

Stories I Didn't Intend to Tell & Letters I Never Sent


Poetry

  • Under Her Skin

    So much emotion welled up behind those almond eyes, nictitating membranes Held tight in the jaw,  Behind those full firm lips The long fingers and aging hands Held in her dignified gait In her locs Only masked by her adornment, a well packaged present … or bomb in disguise But rabid insides, tearing at the Continue reading

  • Today I Cried

    Today I cried a self-pity cry, an embarrassed cry Because I honored our commitment Because I believed you would too Because I didn’t trust my gut… or myself Because I am still learning to Continue reading

  • [Untitled]

    I stood there, transfixed.  Lump so big in my throat I could hardly swallow it back. Dabbing the tears away – “C’mon, get it together,” a quiet soliloquy. Art just moved me so, moved me to tears. But it was more than that.  Art held up a mirror to me – I was facing my Continue reading

  • Love Like

    Part one My first Tall, lean, sixteen the softness of youth No chiseled or hard edges That lightness in his laugh in his butterscotch skin Looking like he was caught in the light of the sun Bright, warm eyes, glinting Playful and mischievous that gazed upon me I think they saw me It was nice Continue reading

  • Mommy’s Got Feelings Too

    That night you woke up, afraid,  looking for the comfort of your dad. He wasn’t there, and wouldn’t be for night terrors.  You cried, twice the tears.  I held you tight,  rocked you back to sleep.  Afterwards, I lay alone, in my room. Crying tears for your pain and mine.  Darkness, the only thing embracing Continue reading