A Day in the Life...

By Silver Spun Sand

Thu, 25 Sep 2014
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And so, it had come to this. What was mine
and what was his, all decided; an amicable
divorce...he’d  requested.  
 
Was it OK though, to come back next week,
flick through the CDs, peruse the photos?
 
“Go screw yourself,” my reply.  Thougn,
on second thoughts, said her and him
might quite enjoy browsing our wedding ones.
 
Told him two was a crowd on any guilt trip, 
but I hoped he’d enjoy the ride. Said, quit stalling
for time; to just go...leave his keys on the hook;
he’d miss his train.
 
To give my regards to his mate;  
he was welcome to a lodger, forever a kid, not so
deep inside.  Walter Mitty had nothing on him!
 
Assuming, of course, he didn’t jump the gun
and shack up with my ‘look-alike’ too soon. 
Folk might talk if they knew the truth.  
 
He’d vowed to love me, in sickness and in health,
wearing that crap yellow shirt, and how very much
it became him –  coward that he is.  I have no choice
but to face life square on...well, as long as I have left, 
that is, and them doctors don’t seem to know.
 
Told him to get lost; run away...if he could.  To slam the door,
if he must, and I’d lock it behind him, yet I’d  be there, 
each night – soon as he closed his eyes...his parting shot 
still unwinding from my ears, which says it all, in my own,
humble, albeit, biased opinion.
 
What about me? Don't I count?
Where's my future... with a wife 
hasn't got one?”
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Comments

Submitted by Sooz006 on

This on touched me on quite a few levels Silver, strong poem beautifully crafted

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Thanks, Sooz.  Appreciated.

Tina

 

Submitted by Starfish Girl on

As always some great lines and a great deal of depth.

Lindy

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Lindy, many thanks.

Tina

 

Submitted by Bee on

I felt the anger in this. His parting shot said it all. Selfish!

Bee

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

You can say that again.  Ta, Bee.

Tina

 

Submitted by forest_for_ever on

I'm still married and I am still learning to be a better husband, but I see him in my past and the guilt as a bloke is tangible.  I almost find myself apologising.  This should have got the 'cherries' I found it most powerful.

Thank you

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Thanks so much for sharing your thoughts on this, forest. 

Glad it came alive for you, and indeed the story is based on my late daughter's experiences, almost eight years ago now.

Tina

 

Submitted by Denzella on

Hello Tina,

Selfish git is how I would describe the yellow-shirted coward.  I can understand your anger, Tina, I feel it for you.  It must have doubled your heartache to see your daughter deserted  in her hour of need.

Moya

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

You'd better believe it, Moya...especially as I was there (on his behest) the day  he left her, and heard it

with my own ears. 

My thanks to you, as ever, for reading, and for sharing those inspired thoughts of yours.

Tina