Poetry Blogs (2019, marriage)
An unhappy marriage is like a bad tooth;
At first you ignore the obvious truth:
Something is wrong; it's causing you pain,
But you have no time to consult your brain.
So you take a pill -or have a drink or three,
Hoping to relieve your agony;
But the pain escalates until one day,
You realise it's not going away;
You're gripped with a feeling of horror and fear,
It can't ...
Saturday 17th August 2019 3:51 pm
Tranquility in your presents
doves pecking as our kiss is tending
lips lock our mind in a spell, as the doves sing their song, letters spelling in the air.
clouds draw me close for a better look
fractals in the nooks, lump to lump, baby rainbows extend their hand and shake with glee
telling my lover she is the best mother to be
She see's the beauty in my beastial nature, cal...
Thursday 15th August 2019 2:35 am
Your fingers strummed the strings of your guitar in a lazy, sleepy pattern as my consciousness began to drift
I inched as close to you as possible, molding my bones to yours as I seamlessly carved for myself a place at your side
Space was a silly idea, a concept at that moment we would never need to consider, should never consider
You played on as we laid together, my chest rising and falling a...
Monday 12th August 2019 5:24 am
Let's take our bond
seal it within
and acknowledge it
There was desire
now there is
A new infinity
I've been decorating
renewing the colour
drawing a line here
Like the world
I've been denying
but now I'm ready
and I'm sorry
for making you wait this long
It's time for love
Saturday 6th July 2019 1:34 pm
Tractors gaining traction
In and of my life
Never did I ever think
That I would be a tractor's wife.
Implements and attachments
Belts and belts galore
Reapers, tillers, compostors
Who could ask for more?
Aerators and harvesters
Plows; for winter and for spring
Lots and lots and lots of tires
Damn near everything...
That someone would ever want
If they should...
Thursday 18th April 2019 8:54 pm
Player piano in the empty funeral parlor foyer cranks
out old standards with a Dixieland flourish. The old
wooden cross. How great thou art. Take my hand precious
Lord. No one hears it. No one is here to discuss pre-planning.
No one peruses coffins for his aunt who has been sick so long
the family forgot she would die. No one is scooped out
by grief at the accidental death o...
Tuesday 19th February 2019 11:07 pm
He loves me?
He loves me not?
Questions I have
asked myself a lot
since the day
I said I do.
Yes, he has a
like I am
Yes, he has a
can top Pinocho
with his lies.
Our love is
but I no longer
After four decades
in the trenches,
I have learned
Wednesday 30th January 2019 10:30 pm
I saw my future before my eyes for the first time in my life
It wasnt just ideas but plans with who I
pictured my wife
The mother of my children and my partner
But I lost it
It was almost here and gone in a moment
It felt so good but now there's pain and I
Started to slip away so I desperately tried
to hold it
But now it's gone
Was it my fault? I'...
Thursday 24th January 2019 8:06 pm
In the pale moonglow when I awoke
somehow shadows seemed the darker
as mantling the land, that soft white cloak
of crystal shine leaves them starker
What cold mystic spell holds fast my hand
what eerie charm doth my fate seal
in darkling night whence daylight is banned
with what ice maid have I to kneel
As my eyes take in my ghost white bride
one last iced tear...
Wednesday 23rd January 2019 2:09 pm
Preamble: I wrote this shortly after my wedding 2 years ago, but never found the chance to perform it. I've revived it for today's Rhymers' theme of "weddings". It is a slam so it looks strange on paper, so I also made this video.
I have so many thanks to give for this special day!
First, the weather: my eternal gratitude to whichever Supreme Being or natural...
Saturday 13th October 2018 7:00 am
A Marriage Of Ghosts
Something old; crumbling bones.
Something new; innocent youth.
Something borrowed; parental beliefs.
A bride forever blue.
Flesh bound to ash and bone.
A knot ties the living and dead.
Union of child and corpse, rotting.
Protection from cursed health and poverty.
Escaping abandonment, in a death shed,
destined by ancestral expectati...
Wednesday 11th July 2018 1:46 pm
He Is, My King
I am, His Queen
We are, A Team
In him I grew, in me he knew we could build a family. Strong, bold, and brazen he came in like a wrecking ball. Tearing down the walls of hopeless justice. We were created in the heart of God to love each other and serve a world full of hate. We are guided by our story and sheltered by the love of God.
A man I have yet to meet, but he hol...
Tuesday 12th June 2018 5:16 pm
Is like a cabbage
Your need to strip back the outer leaves
The vibrant green is just for show
The sweet and tender flavours
Are developed deep below
It’s not for everyone, but it’s versatile
It can stew, can be raw
Fundamentally they’re identical
The heart lies at the core
Tuesday 30th January 2018 11:11 am
The sand was always hot
beside the white dunes and the coarse grass
The sea was always blue
between the black rocks and the horizon haze
The beach was always ours
between the seagull shout and the distant crowd
We were always alone
between the far world and our near union
Monday 29th January 2018 11:59 am
Well I'm stuck in a hard spot with a beautiful new blooming romantic relationship because this person has asked me for my hand in marriage and I'm somewhat scared to make a big commitment to him like that knowing I've had bad experiences with my past relationships before him
And mu mind is telling me to listen to my ? heart that is still beaten up because of ...
Sunday 3rd December 2017 6:07 pm
i want to marry you.
maybe we'll both wear dresses
maybe Skyler will be our best man
maybe my family won't be invited
maybe Steve will walk me down the isle
maybe our color will be black
or dark red
or a deep purple
maybe you'll have half your head shaved
and I'll have an arm covered in tattoos
maybe our first dance will be to an Incubus song
maybe to an Ed Sheeran song
Saturday 11th November 2017 3:33 am
I'm not the girl you marry.
I'm the girl
you have the affair with
after you are married.
when things get
I kiss you because I want to
not because it is routine
I kiss you because I want you
I suck you because
to be sucked
it's Wednesday and it's date night
that is why you seek me ou...
Tuesday 24th October 2017 6:00 pm
An Englishman’s Home
Our life together has fashioned some melancholic times,
White lies and absurd secrets threatening our connubial bond.
Misfortunes have conspired to smash down our familial castle
Yet the walls and foundation laid beneath them remain strong.
And through the haze of shadowed memory and retrospect
Some little lights grow bright like welcome stars at ni...
Monday 23rd October 2017 9:16 pm
he met a force
it held him
... and wonder drained the world of substance
re-arranged the pages of his book to give more radiant a reading.
The light of new possibilities
pressed down on time.
The girl sang to him "You can hear the boats go by". He
Saturday 16th September 2017 6:06 pm
Hearing a Corella as it flies across grey skies, together.
Anticipating the squall, clearing showers of life.
Gutters flowing from Heaven to Earth,
giving birth to clean growth.
The sudden green as parched soil erupts with change.
A fresh day, sun rays, line of pinks or orange,
pale to a bright blue, herald the new;
promise of happiness to come.
Painting walls, ma...
Wednesday 3rd May 2017 2:06 am
In the beginning he would wake at every peculiar sound that came from the babies crib
In the beginning he would bring me a beverage as I fed his son whilst the moon was dimly lit
In the beginning he would rush home from work eager to see the family he created
In the beginning we were the people whom he could be himself and escape with
In the beginning we were enough
Tuesday 3rd January 2017 2:37 pm
He left behind his broken wife and his scared son
He left us cold, all alone with no one
The vows, they meant nothing
The promises, broken
I just wish we meant something
More than just empty words spoken
I cried for days at a time
My young son wiped every tear
Leaving us was a crime
And now, it's been 1 year
Sunday 1st January 2017 11:32 pm
If your shirt has no button
and your trousers are roughen,
if your jacket is so crushed
and your carpet needs a brush,
if you can’t find a clotheshorse
and all the time curse
There is only one way out:
to marry or divorce.
Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
Thursday 27th October 2016 12:32 pm
They married young and grew apart, as people often do.
Future life for both of them will be with someone new.
The problem though, was cash so short
they could not move their home.
Until some savings could be made,
and low cost rents be found.
Circumstance demanded that
the bed must still be shared.
Things were tough, no time for fun,
except for weekend booze.
Friday 20th May 2016 5:10 pm
With love for a woman man takes up his bride
Like God and His church for which He has died
He gives her his life to be by her side
To share his warm heart that's broken inside
He takes her hand and tell's her "I do"
And promises a love that's faithful and true
Just like the God that makes all things new
He holds them together like iron and glue
He gives her his life for bet...
Thursday 31st March 2016 1:31 am
as distant in their sleep
as cars upon the street
bums and bumpers
back to back
in a life
as the words
at their wedding
Wednesday 23rd March 2016 9:03 pm
Just to win an argument
Oft the couples
Resort to a heated debate.
For a change
They never tried
To remedy a challenge.
They have themselves to blame
For a solution begging problem.
Tuesday 11th August 2015 10:00 am
Our friend, Bob The Bun,
just loved to have fun
and exciting adventures galore,
he’d laugh all day
and jump and play
and roll around on the floor.
Its a very rare sight
to see a bun take flight
but one day he went flying so high,
he held onto a kite
by the tail, so he might
get to see the world from the sky.
Now, whilst he was high,
something low ca...
Tuesday 12th May 2015 9:07 pm
The Rose opened its heart petal by petal
unfolding its virtues to the naked eye
You opened your heart page by page
unfolding your virtues to my soul
even sealing it with a loving kiss
on that fateful day
It was only to last seven weeks
until your gun was pointed at my head
the double barrel between my eyes
you hated the concept of equality
slavery was your ...
Saturday 14th June 2014 1:19 pm
(I was trying to write something with that nursery ryhme rythym, something like Pippin Hill, and this is what came out, not quite what I was looking for but here goes . .)
Pretty girl, lovely girl,
won’t you marry me?
Together now, you and me
So happy we could be
Gorgeous girl, bonny girl
Only you can set me free
Sadly girl, madly girl
Wednesday 9th October 2013 5:14 pm
In my dream I listen to the best of Heart, Ann Wilson really rocking out. Who'll You Run To? and All I Wanna Do reminding me of my dear ex wife. Why do I dream of her? Is it to show me I have nothing now? No wife, no family, no house, no car, no job and no happiness? I can't describe how it affected me at 6am in the morning. A mental block provided by an angel protects me ...
Friday 20th April 2012 1:55 pm
Who needs paper to declare what your heart can?
Who needs a ring in place of a loving hand?
Who needs the approval of government or God
when two consenting adults hold the key to true salvation?
Love is the salvation that unlocks our potential,
marriage merely confines it to one form.
But if I were to ever conform,
I would do it for you.
Tuesday 3rd April 2012 9:08 pm
You send me back my wedding dress
20 years too late…
wrapped not in finest tissue
confetti tumbling from its folds
nor draped across a lover’s arms
regret pressed to every empty seam
not folded at all
but jammed like stinking gym shorts
into this case, too small
obligatory bow adrift
sad reminder of all that was.
Wednesday 2nd March 2011 9:00 pm
i like you all in cyber-space
not sure i'd like you to your face
in fact i know i definitely not
would like you such a lot
you came into my face without permission
invaded my space and pervaded my person
made me feel like a guest in my own
mi casa no es su casa
my life is mine to lead
i do not sit in your place of authority
i do not he...
Monday 5th April 2010 8:51 pm