When Women Talk To Their Men: 5 Poems
31 March, 2010
Author: Colin Stewart
He seems so pale and his skin is cold.
His loving arms no longer hold
my body close to him in bed.
The man I married now is dead!
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With this skill testing question comes a clue
when moments like these are so few
and you may have noticed that my eyes are blue
so just look at me when I'm talking to you!
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They knock on the door but I'm not home right now
as I try to avoid this sacred cow
and my substance abuse has given me just cause
to dissolve the memory of your in-laws!
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He once gazed upon me with those piercing eyes
but now resorts to his alibis
that love has become an extension of lust
and is as irrelevant as my sagging bust!
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He still talks to me but looks at her.
A little too long I must concur
as now I admit humiliation and defeat.
The female in question has two extra feet!
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Witch of Oz (58.168.238.135) -- Thursday, April 8 2010, 01:49 am Great observations on male-female communication or lack here of - sad but oh so very true. |
| Meridian (64.12.117.71) -- Saturday, April 10 2010, 08:20 pm Colin, as always, I'm loving the humor in your poems. Great writing! I love the humor. Oh so nice. |
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