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I looked in the mirror today.         
And thought wow I am old.       
Hints started to come like.      
When I wake up I'm cold.               

It's all gone by.                                
Just a bit too fast.                                   
I feel myself holding on.       
Thinking, hoping it better last.

Memories I still have.                           
Of the smells of November.        
Blurry sometimes is my mind.   
Hmmm will they always remember?

It's all about my kids.                      
It's unreal how they've grown.     
Hard to believe.                                  
One day they'll be on their own.

I teach them now.                           
Every lesson I can.                          
Afraid of the thought.               
Could've I been a better man?

The problem that I have.                   
Is that life can be so cruel.            
Will they be ready?                          
Will they heed the golden rule?

Respect of others.                         
Love for a friend.                     
Empathy for a stranger.               
Family till the end...


Sometimes we lose sight,

Unintentionally, remorseful 

When reminded, do what’s right.

Occasionally we are to blame

Intentional communications 

Always fan the flame.

Never give up on ones you trust

Unintentional consequences 

Admit wrongdoings when you must.

Say I love you

Intentionally from the heart

Honesty is truly a fine start…


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It’s where your heart is
A memory of a kiss
A favorite fishing spot
Someone you miss

Not just where to hang your hat
But where to hold one dear
It’s the love of the air
That makes everything so clear

Home is where your heart is
Never forget the love you share
It’s ok to feel home sick
Or even go back if you dare…

The mountains will welcome you
The folks will always wave
Home and the little things
Are what we all crave…



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I will not tell you
For you already know
How dear to me you are.

I could never ask you
For I probably have
Do you ever wish upon a star?

We will one day see
For we surely understand
That our love will last

We can withstand the pain
For strong we’ve been
Knowing our visits go fast

I love you more beautiful
I tell you always
It’s the truth I serve

I will live my life
For its destiny you see
To give what you deserve…


The sound of your voice makes me smile

Slowly in I breathe deep

I would walk, run and drive every mile

To sit quietly and watch you sleep…

The touch of your hand keeps me sane

I am intoxicated by your scent

I would do anything to steal your pain

Where you’ve walked, I’ve dreamt

When I close my eyes

I feel your love,

I hear the silence,

I need you…

Joseph A. Imperi
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It’s the simple things
that make me smile
Like a trek in the woods
Holding hands for a while

Snuggled in
Watching a show
Sharing a meal
Yes fresh flowers make her glow

Taken back
to a simpler time
Where nothing matters
But her love of a rhyme

Happier now
and I am content
So turned on
By her amazing scent

A lucky man
And I must declare
She was worth the wait…
Boy do I love to stare

With her beautiful smile
Endless red hair
I will go the extra mile
To show her I care

I’m in love and content
And she knows it to be true
My heart beats faster
And I am no longer blue…

Carry on I shall,
As she deserves the best,
To be a better man
And forget all the rest…



If she only could…

If she could only fathom the beauty that I see
Maybe her life would be a bit more stress free
Always worried about what they might say
Yet her beauty I cherish every day.

It is the little things she does
That make my heart skip a beat
The beauty of her everything
Is what makes our love so sweet…

That last first kiss
We shared together was grand
Lucky do I feel
When I get to hold her hand.

Although we share less time
Our love doesn’t diminish
We lit this fire together
And it’s a love that will never finish…


Jealousy, vindictiveness, evil to the core,

Trying to live my life 

Yet it’s,  always about more.

Cruelty, meanness, it’s all about you

We have found ours

Move on, is what you should do.

Sadness, pain, is all this really brings

Time and money gone

Let go, of the puppet strings.

Smiles, memories, are what life’s about

Love and happiness I have

Continue on, never any doubt.




It’s a most difficult day,

Words are but few…

To hold you close,

Is all I want to do.

Decisions that are made,

Have consequences just the same.

We cannot be afraid

Nor choose to throw around blame.

Your beauty remains seared

Frozen in my mind

When confronted by another

I promise to be blind…

What we share together is great

It’s a love story for the ages

I cherish this very moment,

Writing about you on these pages…

I Love my Ginger,

Buffalos Joey I



I define parental alienation as a purposeful attempt by one parent to try to dissociate the child from their other parent. 
Parental alienation comes in many forms. It can be as definitive as zero contact with a loved one or as complex as sporadic visitation and limited phone contact. In extreme cases, it can be years before the noncustodial parent has contact of any kind with their child.
Parental alienation comes with pain so intense it brings tears to even the strongest of parents. There is never closure. You lose what you love and relive the pain of separation over and over. The pain never goes away and hurts more as time goes on. I have yet to learn how to cope with this pain. Alienation is and always will be a cruel and unusual form of child abuse. It keeps a loving parent from being a complete part of their child’s life. Through all the madness, the child is left feeling confused, neglected and hurt. They often blame themselves. We must all agree that if the alienated parent wants to be a part of their child’s life, estranged spouses and court systems must allow unfettered contact. It’s in the child’s best interest.
When two adults decide that there is nothing left to give each other, extreme sensitivity must be given to afford the child equal and uncompromised access to the non-custodial parent. Studies have shown that court systems rarely award shared custody. But the fact remains that, at least here in the States, one judge makes the final decision. We all know that there are two sides to every story. It is a dire shame that the complete truth is rarely revealed. 
My case is basic, yet albeit a sad one. My ex is unwilling to allow even the simplest things, like individual phone contact. For three and a half years I have been communicating between visits while my ex monitors and interrupts our speaker phone conversations. It is blatantly obvious that she coaches answers to questions and mutes the line often. She is also the owner of the world’s shortest battery life iPhone in history. Our judgment of divorce awards me reasonable phone contact, yet I average less than 15 minutes a week with my children. I call every single day, multiple times, yet rarely do I get through. It’s a stress that has seeped its way into my everyday life affecting not only personal relationships but my own wellbeing. Not being there hurts enough, but no contact between visits is becoming debilitating.This suffering is the true test of my endurance.
Alienation is not something we can easily hide and it slowly takes its toll. This pain and weight we carry comes at a huge cost. How we choose to deal with it can be life altering. This is not a main stream subject and many are unwilling to openly discuss this topic. It is taboo. It can be humiliating, frustrating and difficult to understand. If we continue to ignore these harsh realities the next generation will grow up to accept and possibly display this behavior. The impact on my children is disheartening to witness. I worry how their opinion of me, and of their mother, is altered by this constant tension. How will they act as adults toward their partner, toward their own child? If my phone conversation with them turns to anything resembling my happiness, a life lesson or anything that is important and/or relevant to just us, I am cut off and forced to wait another three to four days just to hear their voices again. This direct retaliation goes unchecked and it’s horrifying how it continues. 
Life has become a delicate balancing act. It is difficult to be completely honest with my children when they ask questions of why and how. I refuse to discuss the ugliness that has become my twelve days of sorrow between visits. I remain as upbeat as I can when we speak. Simply stated, children deserve the love and respect of both parents. The child’s wellbeing is of the upmost importance. Make shared parenting a priority. In the end, the alienated parent and child suffer the wrath of the alienator. The insanity of it all is that alienation is child abuse and we need to raise awareness.
Early on, I began documenting my side of the storyin my blog: I write because it’s the one thing that helps meconstructively express my sadness. I continue doing what I can to save my sanity, one blog at a time. My devotion and love for my boys hascompelled me to become an advocate and champion for parental rights. I do this in honor of them. 


You may find me on FB @ Dads Rights Coalition of NY (group), Dads Rights Coalition of New York (page) and Google+ Joseph Imperi.

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