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Steaming kitchen, she chopped and mopped,
"He'll be here", she thought
Sprinting to dress, fragrant spritz,
she smiled as he stepped in to prepared bliss.
"I'm going out," he said, throwing down his coat.
Her eyes downcast, tremble he didn't note.
"See you soon," he said, dropping a kiss.
"Never mind," she told herself, "nothing's amiss."
"He's my husband," the mirror said to her,
"he understands, means well, no loss do I incur."
Dress off, now acquiescent plaid,
A love story she watched, lovers glad.
He walked in the frosty night,
There were no friends in the dying light,
Escape he had from her unhappy gaze
How would they leave this maze?
"Never mind," he told the cold wind,
"She's my wife, even if blame is pinned,
on me, night and day,
for hopes that'll never catch a light ray."
Her smile that faded at the sight
Of him, at the door that night
To him seemed a sign
that cross, he could not, a line.
"I meant to ask her to walk with me,"
to a scurrying gopher he said sadly.
"But she wanted solitude for a friend,
how will this marriage mend?"
Two vines he spied on a bough
reaching past crevasses, angry bark and furrow
meeting till leaves embraced,
indistinguishable, upward they raced.
She sat solitary in the night.
Wishing that she might,
leave and not return.
Let go of love for which she yearned.
How her face in his hands came to be,
through her fear and tears she didn't see
but he whispered what she could not believe,
"Never mind everything, for what's lost don't grieve."
"We'll start again, tell me,
what I did, set our love free."
Fingers reaching for stubbly face,
she tried to maintain grace.
"You care not that my heart hurts,
when your dislike you show in spurts,
indifference and anger the norm,
no matter that I try in every form."
In his arms, she felt small,
gladly he felt, break down of a wall
"I thought the same about you,
Didn't know what to try new."
"Never mind," they said together
"It'll now get better,"
"As long as we know more than silence
Know that underneath is love, in essence."
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"He'll be here", she thought
Sprinting to dress, fragrant spritz,
she smiled as he stepped in to prepared bliss.
"I'm going out," he said, throwing down his coat.
Her eyes downcast, tremble he didn't note.
"See you soon," he said, dropping a kiss.
"Never mind," she told herself, "nothing's amiss."
"He's my husband," the mirror said to her,
"he understands, means well, no loss do I incur."
Dress off, now acquiescent plaid,
A love story she watched, lovers glad.
He walked in the frosty night,
There were no friends in the dying light,
Escape he had from her unhappy gaze
How would they leave this maze?
"Never mind," he told the cold wind,
"She's my wife, even if blame is pinned,
on me, night and day,
for hopes that'll never catch a light ray."
Her smile that faded at the sight
Of him, at the door that night
To him seemed a sign
that cross, he could not, a line.
"I meant to ask her to walk with me,"
to a scurrying gopher he said sadly.
"But she wanted solitude for a friend,
how will this marriage mend?"
Two vines he spied on a bough
reaching past crevasses, angry bark and furrow
meeting till leaves embraced,
indistinguishable, upward they raced.
She sat solitary in the night.
Wishing that she might,
leave and not return.
Let go of love for which she yearned.
How her face in his hands came to be,
through her fear and tears she didn't see
but he whispered what she could not believe,
"Never mind everything, for what's lost don't grieve."
"We'll start again, tell me,
what I did, set our love free."
Fingers reaching for stubbly face,
she tried to maintain grace.
"You care not that my heart hurts,
when your dislike you show in spurts,
indifference and anger the norm,
no matter that I try in every form."
In his arms, she felt small,
gladly he felt, break down of a wall
"I thought the same about you,
Didn't know what to try new."
"Never mind," they said together
"It'll now get better,"
"As long as we know more than silence
Know that underneath is love, in essence."
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I think anyone who has been married for any amount of time can relate to this, at least a little bit. I love how you share emotions that are so global, yet so personal!
ReplyDeleteThank you Karen, for the encouragement and kind words :-) Missed signals happen so much huh? Could write a book about it!
ReplyDeleteYes, you could write a book about that. If there is one thing I have learned in 11 years of marriage (next week!), it is to slow down and think about what my husband is saying rather than just reacting.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness, my own lesson to learn! I'm still learning!
ReplyDeleteI found that I often write about characters who need to learn lessons I do or who have something going on that I am working through. I'm not saying you are doing that here, but I was just thinking about that. So many of my stories have some of me in them. I think that's why they are so hard to share at first.
ReplyDeleteKaren, I know what you mean. I'm rather private myself. For me, this was about good intentions being perpetually misread. That could definitely capture the initial gaps in communication hubby and I had. While he has never been one to ignore dinner in favor of a walk, he can be very male about many things and I am, well, female! Thanks for stopping by!
ReplyDeleteAfter being married for going on 28 years now, I can say that the biggest misconception in marriage is that things are just suppose to fall into place once you say "I do". Quite the contrary, its hard work to keep the fires burning and the flow of communication going. Marriage can be so rewarding if you invest time, have a listening ear and show lots of forgiveness along the way.
ReplyDeleteLinda, I agree. While I have had only 11 years of understanding so far, my biggest lesson is to do with expecting a spouse to be everything and more. It definitely is a constant exercise in communication. Forgiveness, I agree, is needed all around. Thanks for the comment:-)
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