Poem -

the divorce

the divorce

no time travelled forward
or backwards or upwards
no sound ever mattered or ere
could again
save the sigh of connection
save the lips speaking soul
in a throb of connection
the two halves made whole

M P 22/3/22
artwork my own

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Neville

there is summat I very much like here .. tho not an easy one to put my finger on .. tis quite luverly & certainly stands out on its own ........ x

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Marion

Just trying to portray life as I see it Nev...could have been romantic and called it the kiss or something but from what I've seen most 'true love'
ends in separation or divorce when one or both partners find another 'true love' lol. It has always fascinated meΒ  how romanticΒ  'love' is picked up, put down and passed around like a parcel at a kids party. I have got to the stage where I wonder what it is men and women even mean by the word love. The word 'love' is surely the most dishonest word ever invented by humans...therefore the title divorce signifies the end and beginning of an ever evolving circle of dishonesty. And I bet you thought it was just about a kiss lol...sorry for the ramble x

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Neville

Hey, dont knock it .. who dont enjoy a good ramble .. and although I am both grateful & subsequently enlightened, I am no less impressed with your ink .. but am still kinda fond of my own initial impressions ..................................................................... N :) x

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