A Human Divorce As Improvisation Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

new life as a pomegranate
each seed
falling
from the bitter and acrid sharpness
free to grow and to thrive
new soil to till
new songs to sing
he could have told of the pain
and of the horror
that preceded the deadlock, the impasse
he chose instead to focus on the now of it
on the joy of being a parent
in the most present of tenses
to value every moment
to fill each of those moments with joy, with laughter
with the clearest love possible
to find all that is waiting to be born... to be nurtured
to be treasured...
from the all-but-unheard melody
to one symphonic and essential composition...