D.I.V.O.R.C.E I stare at the paperThe type as blackas my heartBold as my actionsI see my name and your namebut my eyes refuse to go furtherThe rest is a blurred mangleof words and emotionsthat delivered this decreeCopyright © 2022 Christine Bolton – Poetry for HealingAll Rights ReservedDe Jackson is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse PoetsandContinue reading “D.I.V.O.R.C.E – Poem of the Month – August 2022”