Relationship 1

Rudely ignoring each other’s

Evident pain

Lies (only small ones) are an everyday occurance

And yet you are 

Tied to them, tightly bonded although

Intimacy died several years ago, leaving an

Opening to be filled by trivial and other

Naughty pursuits, you feel

Sadness that the relationship has changed course but

Happy, that you are no longer ‘on the market’

It’s complex, but

Perhaps there is something in this marriage lark, after all.

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To be read in partnership with Relationship 2

Mother Light

The light of a new mother’s moonlight

which bathes her infant in protective beams

fades each passing year as the infant matures.
This rite of passage stimulates umbilical cords 

of independence to unravel, snaking their way to freedom.

When the infant finds its first voice, not the weeping

but the lyrical turns of ‘yes’ and ‘no’
there is in this, the defining of the ego;
not something the mother dreamed of

whilst flicking through pastel coloured baby magazines.

The desire to walk and run soon 
transmutes into dark steps of danger:

the unseen car, the ferocious dog, the reversing swing

lying in wait to hurt you,
your freedom comes at a high price.

Time rushes forward like wind 

baby's evolution into adult is complete.

Dancing to the beats of hormonal heaven

emitting sighs of longing
mother has long forgotten.

Reminders of the heights of desire you touched 

before the babies arrived:
your cheeky baby-snatchers

stealing passion,
in return for muted contentment.

Copyright Suzy R 2012

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Look of Love

Neither of them were conventionally beautiful

His spine curved at the top, into a small hunchback,
Dense ape-like hair poked out of the top of his jumper

He was about thirty, but looked older 
As he smiled warmly at his beau, eyes crinkling.

Her glasses were very think indeed.

She was shorter than him and could have passed for his mother

With her lank, greying hair,

But as he draped his arm protectively around hers and went in for several

Passionate kisses, it was clear they were lovers.

As they waited patiently in the queue for the bus,

He eyed the road anxiously, hoping for a traffic delay 

to extend the time with his loved one.

When the bus eventually came, they discussed their plans for the evening

What the weather may hold, the time for parting was near.

“See you tomorrow!” she said brightly watching as he got on the bus.

Fully-loaded with weary passengers, 
She waited as the bus pulled out into the traffic,
Her eyes locked on his as she blew kisses to her lover,

With the most girlish and beautiful face.

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