Jealousy

By luigi_pagano

Sun, 20 Jun 2021
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I used to speak to my neighbour,
a widow by the name of Mary
who unlike her fabled namesake
was amenable, not 'quite contrary'.
 
She always agreed with my views
and seemed to be a good sport.
I invited her to our house for tea;
we had altogether a good rapport.
 
That was then but now I've doubts
as, rightly or wrongly, I do believe
that she might be another Jezebel
or that she's being tempted like Eve
 
to reach and pick a forbidden apple
but this time from my garden tree.
Her conduct has raised my suspicion
and I am consumed by jealousy.
 
My man, nearly as old as Methusalah,
is the target of her obvious intention.
He is fallible, as all husbands are,
and that has caused a lot of tension.
 
Her amorous advances must be fought;
I shall endeavour to do that at any cost.
I'm determined to keep the status quo
and ensure that my paradise isn't lost.
 
Do I have cause to be so apprehensive?
I don't know, but maybe I should mention
the old man is cock-a-hoop at the news
and relishes being the centre of attention.
 
 
 
© Luigi Pagano 2021
 
Inspiration Point: Allusion
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Comments

Submitted by Tom Brown on

Do you know the "Pioson Tree" of William Blake? Very interesting Liugi good luck to you. Run like hell the devil take the hindmost every man for himself.

Tom Brown

 

Submitted by luigi_pagano on

Yes, Tom, I know "The Poison Tree" by William Blake, part of his collection Songs of Experience. I can see that my poem has reminded you of it. That too expresses repressed anger but I don't think his was about jealousy. 

Best, Luigi

 

Submitted by marandina on

Another entertaining, poetic journey, Luigi :)

 

Submitted by luigi_pagano on

Appreciate it, Pul. Thank you.

Best, Luigi