Your silence is too audible
It grates upon my ears
And when I look into your eyes
I see my own worst fears
I see the times that you weren't there
So visibly absent
And when you hold me in your arms
I know that I resent
The flowers that you gave me
The necklace round my neck
The way you kiss me as you leave
A single hurried peck
Your heart beats slow and steady
Mine flutters like a bird
It's trapped within my ribcage
Its chirping never heard
So long since you have seen me
Yet I cross your path each day
This day-to-day denial
In your stony stoic way
But I want love and wonder
Someone to know my mind
A man that loves me deeply
A man that's smart and kind
He'd ask me how my day was
And take from me my bags
To him I'd be so special
Not just a wife who nags
Or maybe I'll just get a dog
And walk him every day
He'd love me unconditionally
And we would often play
A dog would keep me warm at night
And be a lovely friend
A dog is a great listener
My broken heart would mend
But maybe I can be alone
And all I need is me
Some solitude and freedom
Some real autonomy
I could enjoy my company
And do just as I like
I could take a mid-day nap
Or do a morning hike
I could read a book straight through
Or head off to the mall
I could take a bubble bath
Or watch the tree's leaves fall
Yes, that's just what I'll do
I need some time for me
And then when I am all alone
I'll simply, truly, be.
A compilation of new and old stories, poems, and editorials. Please enjoy with an open mind.
Showing posts with label husband. Show all posts
Showing posts with label husband. Show all posts
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Flight
Labels:
divorce,
husband,
independence,
individual,
letting go,
life,
living,
loneliness,
marriage,
void,
wanting,
wife
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Life, Love, Lies
Weaving, wandering, wondering wife
boastfully banters
while wielding a
knife. Niceties nonexistent,
words were whipped westward -
hitting him, her husband;
betraying bastard, bleeding, bleating...
suddenly sorry, self-consciously seething. Seeping self-doubt,
perfectly pouting, perfidious pig,
shouting, shouting. She shines, shameless, show-down
complete. Corruption conquered; killed -
a fine feat.
boastfully banters
while wielding a
knife. Niceties nonexistent,
words were whipped westward -
hitting him, her husband;
betraying bastard, bleeding, bleating...
suddenly sorry, self-consciously seething. Seeping self-doubt,
perfectly pouting, perfidious pig,
shouting, shouting. She shines, shameless, show-down
complete. Corruption conquered; killed -
a fine feat.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)