Stupid

Once bitten so twice shy

In my matters of love.

Then out of the frying pan

And into the fire

When I give it another go.

Maybe I didn't learn my lesson

My first time around?

Maybe I'm more like my father

Than I care to admit?

Like father, like son?

Maybe I'm stupid like that?

WTF!

It's important to look the world

In the face and, if necessary,

To have the courage to spit into it

and cry out "WTF!"

My Personal Pearl Harbor!

05Dec1991, a date which will live in infamy!

My personal Pearl Harbor.

The day I first married

And the day I was sunk.

17 1/2 years later, I am just now

Rising from the ashes of my marriage

And the rusted hulk of myself hauled up

From the murky harbor bottom.

It's history now.

Have I learned anything from the experience?

Am I any better for the ordeal?

Personal Hells

What stokes the fires

Of our personal hells

While we exist here

Enjoying our gifts and liberties?

Do our true desires, our actions

Or inactions fan the flames

While we go on here?

What about our guided or misguided

Searches for meaning in our lives?

Perhaps it's how we go about filling

The voids and emptiness in our

Lives and selves?

Our personal hells may even

Be here on earth with us

Before we even die.