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Unresolved

Contributed by Merry on Thursday, 28th August 2003 @ 03:45:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



You stand just to my left
Your blue eyes hidden
Sullen mouth – stubborn
You want your own way
And I want mine
We are at impasse
The chairs are empty
Around the kitchen table
Paint dries on the edges
Where we argued
Into the night
Over nothing important
Nothing of value
Our hearts strained
Before the coffee is done brewing
While daylight comes rushing back around us
You are dressed and barefoot
Reading the newspaper
The sun washing over you
Making you impossibly handsome
Hard to ignore
While I feel withered and still sleepy
Wanting to lean against you
Comfort me – love me
I love the smell of you
You poor me a cup of coffee
An act of contrition – no
Just a courtesy call
But the argument is over
You will give in this time
Grim faced and not happy about it
It is duly noted that next time
I will capitulate – and you will have your way
This is how we hobble along
In daylight and darkness

copyright 2003 ~ Meredith




Copyright © Merry ... [ 2003-08-28 03:45:00]
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Re: Unresolved (User Rating: 1 )
by MoonlitAngel on Thursday, 28th August 2003 @ 07:52:00 PM AEST
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Well this hit home a little bit. Great job, I love the imagery.

~ Moonlit


Re: Unresolved (User Rating: 1 )
by garyh on Tuesday, 2nd September 2003 @ 05:59:01 PM AEST
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nicely written, you do have a great imagination as moonlight said... keep up the work




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