I'm working on a poem called "On the Other Side of the Lawyers."
The first lines might be
- I'll see you on the other side of the lawyers,
We'll look at our wedding pictures and recall our delusions
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The last lines will be something like:
- We'll clink our glasses and laugh when I see you:
On the other side of the lawyers.
Nothing left, hubski, but the screaming --
In an earlier draft that some of you saw, there were a few lines about wedding rings and delusions
- how we had engraved "endless love" into our wedding rings,
- how we had recycled his wedding ring from his first marriage
- how that ring had accidentally flown off his finger into the stadium when he was applauding a homerun during a baseball game.
Now thinking of calling this poem, "You Gave My Ring the Finger"
I prefer the lawyers title, I find it more intriguing. I would not click "nothing left but the screaming" based on the title alone, while reading "On the Other Side of the Lawyers" would catch my interest if the title was all I could see. Beyond the screaming there is an emptiness, but the emptiness could maybe be something blessed.
I am already blessed...there is no emptiness: like that famous hubski slogan: "Some websites are just people shouting into the void. On Hubski, there is no shouting. And there is no void.” ok ok, there is screaming, but no void... heck, not even screaming.
Fwiw, I agree with ref regarding the title. I also find it intriguing.
I almost phoned you from the highway today -- but between you and steve and mk -- you need your weekend rest -- I mean your weekend for seasonal shopping, saving the world, building a fab website, childcare, and those other things you do... I should make the poem more of a country song, then you could put it to music. :-)
I would have loved to have heard from you. Today was a wild ride of fatherly responsibilities though. 1. Violin lesson 2. Took bike in for tune-up and new training wheels. 3. Christmas shopping 4. Park 5. Grocery shopping 6. Neighbors house for bonfire and beers while kids played (this was nice) 5. Put kids to sleep 6. Now. 7. Go downstairs to make next MeetHubski post while having another beer :) Saving the world is going well though :) I look forward to reading the finished poem
UPDATE: I found a great lawyer. I'll use the line about giving my ring the finger in the one-woman show. It's the beginning of the end of this journey which started on July 5, 2015. Maybe it'll be over by July 5, 2016. This not worthy of being in the hubski newsletter... but I'll go with the flow. Because, hubski.
UPDATE #2: I finished the poem. It was actually a letter to him (the ex) when he said he wanted to be friends and then was disappointed when I said "too soon." It came out as a poem though. If anyone wants to see it, let me know. I love replying to my own posts. I wish I would get a notification.