Sunday, November 1, 2009

Surrender

by A Poly Wife

In an attempt to avoid that poison, bitterness,
I surrendered to the tempest I felt brewing inside me.
When I did, all that was shattered
burst forth and threatened to engulf me once again.

My heart lies, telling me
that these broken shards cannot be mended.
Where can I go to fill this space inside me—
the one that convinced me it was uniquely yours?

I had tried to push you away--
but each time, you pushed back
and I caved
because that space betrayed me,
thinking that it wanted to connect—
with something deep inside you.

In the brief time that we had together
that space became convinced
that it was yours alone.
While my mind was entertaining
with steak and pomegranates,
my heart was out, picking daisies—
until that dark moment when my mind
collided with my soul.

I never return to love lost.
You may be the only exception.
I might think to leave
a draft of light to lead the way—
should you remember the part of me
that is persuaded it wants
to embrace something inside of you.

Then again, perhaps my mind can
reason with my heart.
He will try to reframe
the actions of her lover and
all the mischief that was left behind,
and help her seek out that which she truly longs for—
another heart and mind that unites
with an eruption of volcanic force
shaking her to the core and
makes her soul long to sign for surrender.

Copywrite 2009 by A Poly Wife

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Reclamation

by A Poly Wife

Today I remembered my other dreams and goals.
The sun may not be out,
The rivers may overflow their banks,
And yet, it is a new day and time.

I will grasp at this fresh start.
I will wrap myself in the garments
of those who always hold me dear.
I may feel at times as though
the downpour will start again, and yet,

I am sure that this time
I will not drown and may not even flail.
Aphrodite may have worked her magic, but
Father Time heals all wounds.

The detour I took may have begun
to carve a different path for me,
But where I take it from here
is entirely up to me—
his ball is no longer in my court.

I awoke from my reverie
and remembered where I belong.
Today is a new day for me to grasp,
and it is mine for the taking—
and I am going to grab the f*in bull by his horns!
(or die inside tryin')

Copywrite 2009 by A Poly Wife

Sunday, October 25, 2009

A State of Confusion

by A Poly Wife

I want to take him off my friends list.
But I can’t or I won’t.
I block him from my messenger list
and then stare at his blocked name.

I want to hate him
and refuse to.
But I the storm inside me rages on
to spite my halcyon intentions

I want to drink myself into a state of confusion
but realize my head is already spinning.
I hate myself for falling for him
but wonder where I would be if I had not.

I send him an angry text message,
knowing he won’t reply,
not caring,
and then wishing he actually did.

What was this?
What were we?
Everything he ever said built him up—
and is now tearing me apart.

Before the tsunami that shook my world
I was content,
or at least,
I sure thought I was.

Now I don't really know.

Copywrite 2009 by A Poly Wife

Friday, October 23, 2009

I lied

by A Poly Wife

When I said there was a click-
I lied.

I thought more and said it was more like a cannon shot-
Another lie.

A sonic boom sounds almost right-
And yet, that would be one more pathetic lie.

The truth is that the moment
I knew I had to see you again
the ground was pulled out from under my feet-
the same as the ocean pulled the water away
before the tsunami that shook the whole world-
and when I felt your passionate embrace
you engulfed my heart, mind, and soul.

Copywrite 2009 by A Poly Wife

Not Bitter, But Mad

by A Poly Wife

I want to hit something,
Scream at the gods,
Blame the stars,
And feel liquid sunshine
Running down my face.

But I will no more point fingers-
at anyone, because I am Aphrodite,
and even by decree of the gods
my heart's fires could not be punished
when caught in the golden net.

We are all at fault-
For having hearts and minds
that lead us down unknown
and even undesired paths
seeking-what is it that we seek?

Hearts beating as one by a warm fire,
the summer sun on our faces,
caressing, stroking, longing, and
that inferno that can only be ignited
by the flames of desire.

Copywrite 2009 by A Poly Wife

The G-String

by A Poly Wife

You were out all night with friends-
Acting like you were 2 decades younger.
I barely slept all night.
I guess I forgot how.

In the morning I laughed
at your foolishness
and I dressed in a pair of jeans
and a comfortable, white g-string.

I snuggled up to you as you
slid your hand down my curves
and into my jeans and pulled on it-
and more

Copywrite 2009 by A Poly Wife

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

The Farce

by A Poly Wife

What a farce!
Tennyson got it so wrong!
What?
Where did he come up with his trash?
Def Leppard and the Greeks
are the ones who got it right—
Love fricken bites!

Did I invite love in?
No! “I’m leaving,” I said!
It would not go away.
Without sincere encouragement
it kept coming back to rest right here
in my garage bay.

Like that f*ing damned curious cat
I kept coming back to see
what on earth was in this for me!

A cataclysmic event
swallowed me up,
sucked me in,
tied me down,
and then I let that insipid vice right in!

Now I am a disaster.
I really need to look more before I leap.
Or I am never going to get
another f*ing night’s sleep!

Copywrite 2009 by A Poly Wife