What Divorce Smells Like

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"The first part grabs you and won't let go. If there was a stench to destruction that is divorce this sum it up. The second is like at the end of wonder years when they ran down what happened after the final moment. The first is like seeing all of red flags a second too late. It is very well done and as a reader I can understand and see and feel the pain. "

I am twice divorced; the first on me and the second on him. So, I could tell it was coming. There are no winners in divorce, but there is plenty to be learned from it as you pick yourself up and dust yourself off. I hope you are inspired by my poem.

WHAT DIVORCE SMELLS LIKE.

I know what divorce smells like. . . and he wreaks of it.

I knew I lost him when he started worrying too much about keeping me as educated as him--he needed me to "match." (however I've never felt intimidated by him; I know I am smart, too)

I knew I lost him when I transformed my look with new hair, clothes and career without him even taking a second look to notice me.

I knew I lost him when he said he'd lost his religion and had second thoughts about marriage (without something to hold onto, all is lost).

I knew I lost him when he stopped kissing me on the lips or telling me he loved me.

I knew I lost him, when I finally woke up and realized that he was always the one talking during our conversations and it was always about HIM!

CHOOSING LOVE, CHOOSING LIFE. (Part 2 of What Divorce Smells Like.)

So, as I mourn my losses, I take a breath and ask myself this old familiar question: Would I rather have lived life differently? The answer is still a resounding NO!

Since making life choices to love, I have:
--Figured out just who I am.
--Raised and trained my own colt.
--Found my true career calling . . . oh how I love numbers!
--Discovered the value in a Cher or Tina Turner song . . . really, what does 'love got to do with it?'; And my favorite song is ‘Believe.’
--Realized and learned to accept that 'I don't write the script to life.'
--Realized and learned that 'jobs come and go, family lasts but a lifetime, and only God is eternal.'

This is also published in Mermaid Mirror by Madness Muse Press

https://madnessmusepress.com/catalogue/

Submitted: December 23, 2021

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dmauro

The first part grabs you and won't let go. If there was a stench to destruction that is divorce this sum it up. The second is like at the end of wonder years when they ran down what happened after the final moment. The first is like seeing all of red flags a second too late. It is very well done and as a reader I can understand and see and feel the pain.

Sat, January 1st, 2022 2:54pm

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Thank you for seeing me in my writing!

Sat, January 1st, 2022 8:48am

Edmund

How true! Bravo, you summed it up perfectly. You must wonder sometimes why you didn't see the shallowness of his character from the beginning.

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Tue, October 25th, 2022 7:53am

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A hungry heart will eat lies, much like an empty stomach will accept stale crackers. We all tend to see what we want to see, don't we? Thank you very much for taking the time to read and compliment my work. This is the first poem since high school, written in 2009 while coping with this unwanted divorce at the age of 39. After a life of giving to others, I was finally coming to myself. -CM

Tue, October 25th, 2022 3:13am