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Marriage, a Poem

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This is a reply to the MTB: Two by Two prompt on dVerse Poet’s Pub

It’s not strictly couplets, but it’s my take on the subject matter.

Hope you enjoy!

Marriage

I know which one is my husband’s breathing

As I listen at the top of the stairs

He arrives, smiling, on the third floor chest heaving

We have a kiss—my fingers in his hair

My husband knows the difference between discretion and valour

He thinks I don’t—but I’m not sure if that’s true.

I watch him when he’s sick—his pain; his pallor;

Stroking his head, and rubbing his shoulders, too.

The daily cares we soothe each other,

Discuss the hours we’ve spent in other’s lives

Talking about philosophy and science,

I hold him close and comfort when he cries.

I married a man of integrated kindness,

Though neither one of us can cope with too much pain,

We slip into the ocean ‘never mind us!’

Or walk the forest paths for inner gains.

Thanks for visiting my blog, feel free to click around and read the other entries.

Thank you.

Beauty
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d’Verse Poets Octelle

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This is a response to the d’Verse poetry prompt ‘Octelle’

It’s not a perfect example, but I had fun doing it, and I thank Grace very much for posting.

Grey skies meld into purple light

Mottled, marbled but piercing bright

The edges move, stir and shift,

Illuminate rain that banks and drifts

Coursing, creating living souls

Growth of plants, creatures, life, and mould

Grey skies meld into purple light

Mottled, marbled but piercing bright

Thanks for reading!

https://dversepoets.com/author/somethingm/

https://dversepoets.com/2022/08/11/poetry-form-octelle/
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Labour Day: Three poems about corporate life

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Poem 1:

Late in the evening, I lean against the window of the train, 

Warmed by the glancing bands of sunset.

The train is cold, full of suited prospectors on their phones

Panning for a better tomorrow.


The clean thought lines of my day stretch behind me.

This evening? Hungry managers have eaten my time,

I know I’ll be working.


I can taste the freedom that the gold I am earning will give me.

I can hear the music of my portfolio growing. 

I can sense the shining nuggets hidden in the shallow stream, 

The pyrite turning up in my pan just spurs me on.

Just one more step. Just one more push. Just one more day.

Tomorrow.

Poem 2:

I’m proud of my life. Hard work is a challenge

Accepted and met.

But my body, my creativity–the tiny joyfilled child my soul recognises,

My companions, my capacity for bliss,

Are waiting.

They live in an imaginary future.

Filled with time.

Sunday afternoon the sun slants across the surface of the desk.

Bound by duty, responsibilities call out to me.

I’m caught, trapped, in a net of obligations.

Time my most precious asset, spent devoted to financing

Someone else’s children.

Poem 3:

This night is deep and full of strange noises–

Bats crying out, the creak of a branch scraping

Against the balcony railing, soft murmers of sleep.

Spirit rises up within as my relaxed body awakens–

Joyfull, alert, alive, vibrating with life force,

Almost– not quite– time for my alarm.


Later, dressed and ready, coffeed, combed, and smoothed,

I trundle my body towards the 9am meeting,

Glad when my bosses look at me and say

That’s right, Gill. 40 hours per week.

A fair days work for a fair days pay.

Happy Labour Day Everyone

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