NaPoWriMo...and beyond... Prosey poetry and free verse. Unapologetically real recovery. My words, my life, my experience.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Before
Before the marriage
and the sex
before the babies
and the war
the many jobs, the
traveling, the affairs,
the illegitimate children,
before the alcohol and the drugs
and the fights and beatings and
molestation and cigarettes and
heart attacks, cancer, death,
Alzheimer's, petty dishonesties and
major crimes, and
before so many other tiny losses,
murders, and family histories and mysteries,
there was just this young couple
full of dreams and schemes and cautious kisses
on a porch-lit night,
slapping mosquitoes while
listening to crickets and murmuring
parents, dreaming of
none of the above.
(Posted for Magpie Tales 77, 8/8/11)
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Whoa...quite a flashback...quite an eerie future...but still sometimes so true...
ReplyDeletehmm who can predict future...
Sad reality, brilliantly told...
I do like that touch of mosquito in the ideal summer night.
ReplyDeleteif we only knew what we were getting in to, would we do it anyway?
ReplyDeletevery thought provoking!
Amen! This is SO cool!
ReplyDeletepowerful magpie.
ReplyDeleteIf we knew what lurked around the corner and into the beyond ... would we commit? Of course. This is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteGreat rush-of-a-read that dovetails nicely and progressively.
ReplyDeleteOMG! This made me tear up. Very powerful and creative! BRAVO!
ReplyDeleteThis is one brilliant take on the Magpie.
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