Posts Tagged ‘relationship’

The length of time I’ve known you
personally
Is now the length of time I haven’t
purposely
And I could be near you now
physically
And I could think of you now
absently
Without suffering an aftermath
emotionally
The movie of you choosing us
resolutely
Is a hope lost in the maze of my
memory
Your bridge to my life has burnt
absolutely

She must be 50 something yet still very pretty with golden hair and sharp features and she owned the stage as she performed her poem with passion. She pointed to her husband in the audience as she explained the next one was about him and her. And she read a beautiful tender piece that evoked vivid images of the two of them dancing together to tranquil music, alone in their living room.

I thought he was being the faithful supportive husband, being there to encourage her in her poetic endeavour. But no. He went up to (more…)

You dream,
of a picture perfect
wife, waiting on you with
hot food as you stagger through
the door from a stressful
day’s work.

I want to
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The ocean of time spans across us
Strange how it once brimmed
with conversation but is now
a desiccant riverbed dotted with safe
cautious puddles
Too shallow to fall in too deep
we struggle to converse,
to make a connection, any
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I don’t know
What it is
That I search for
When I speak
to you
But it is something
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Broken three years ago
We are now
A table across each other
Teasing you
Of the waitress who makes
no secret
Of her admiration of you
You are after all
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“Why is there ice in my pocket?” said the big brother, pulling his hand from his pocket.
The little boy laughed and laughed a laugh of pure unadulterated joy.
The big brother gave a half hearted chase, with the ice in his hands and a smile on his face as the little one ran a distant away in the snow.
“Quick the bus is here,” said the big brother, seeing the reflection in the shop window before the red double-decker bus turned its corner.
“How did you know?” the little brother asked wide-eyed as he saw the bus materialise a few seconds after the big brother had spoken.
And the two brothers boarded the bus, the little one still chortling at having got one over his brother with the ice.