in the news inpsired this poem for Jon and Kate...
Peeling paint and wall paper,
like a deflowered queen on prom night,
so much promise ruined
by one indiscrete act,
life dissolved
the home disintegrated.
Where laughter once filled the rooms,
private jokes and common goals,
all gone and in its place tears,
and shouting… too much shouting.
The kids cover their ears to stop the noise.
Yesterday when they moved
suitcases rumbled, children argued
no tinkling from the upright piano.
Movers packed the dishes and the silverware,
love was dead so the furniture divided.
He wanted the flat screen TV and his favorite chair,
she got the furniture and all the kids' stuff
each selected their own CD’s .
She took the children
and by default he got the dogs.
Their roads diverged but paths,
on court orders, still cross.
Sweet faces forever altered
plastic surgery won’t hide the sadness
money can’t camouflage the fears.
The mail will be delivered
to boxes at the post office
until new addresses are decided.
Death is easier to withstand than
divorce when love is lost.
Too bad they can't turn back the clock
so each can make different choices.
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