It has been interesting to me that I have been composing these recent pieces in a somewhat poetic form. I ponder why because I never choose to write in this particular style. And what occurs to me is that right now I feel raw, sad and the confusion is deep and so in writing in an unfamiliar style it almost makes it feel that it is not me that this is happening to. I am incapable of organizing my thoughts in a traditional piece so I must not be that OTHER woman, that sad one, the poetic one, who might very well end up divorced.
Yep, I am just floating down De’Nile.
THREE HOURS POST GWENNIFERR
I used to think our marriage was special
I really truly used to believe that with all my heart
When did that stop?
Today for sure
Before then…probably
We were friends, I thought
Fantastic lovers, I knew
Allies, maybe? sometimes
And I always thought
That you would be the one holding my hand when I passed on
Now I realize we just had a marriage
There was nothing special about it at all
It was just a plain ordinary marriage
Like everyone else has
A marriage of ups and downs
Of good and bad
Of happiness and sorrow
Of kindness and love
Of children and grandchildren
Of travel and adventure
But now the only thing left is the fantastic lover part
And that is not enough for me anymore
Trust….gone
Admiration…fled the scene
Truth…never
Friendship…well the therapist says we don’t have it
You wanted to like me again
I wanted the same of you
And then Gwenniferr re-emerged
Once again reminding me
We have less than a marriage
Because a marriage is built on truth and trust
And at this time ours appears to be built on sand
FIVE HOURS POST GWENNIFERR
HARMLESS
Your innocent flirting you said was harmless
Your unhappiness you felt until you wanted a D.I.V.O.R.C.E. was harmless
Your dishonesty was avoidance and therefore harmless
Your relationship with Gwenniferr is nothing, it’s harmless
She is like a sister to you, harmless
Your relationship to me that is imploding…harmless
Destroying our family…harmless
Your look-me-in-the-eye I’m telling you the truth, harmless
Your relationship with your children, maybe on your way to becoming a weekend father…harmless
Your innocence astounds me
And your harmless actions seer my soul
Permanent scars carved into my skin
One at a time over years
Looking like a tattoo of dragon talons swooping down
Cutting and digging into flesh
You BRAND my soul with your harmlessness
And it doesn’t feel harmless at all
How did we get from this this song that we played at our 25th Wedding Anniversary to where we are now? I don’t understand
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tZwdj1ALvf0
All I know is that we knitted this marriage for all these years and with one tug, one pull of the thread it is unraveling and the speed with which it is astounds me.