Poems for and About Husbands Published by Members Recently Online
#husband
That Cheating Jerk Just Can Not Quit!
Emily looked out the window.
She saw Kevin naked in the jacuzzi.
And Grace was with him.
She saw Kevin naked in the jacuzzi.
And Grace was with him.
#fiction
#husband
#sensual
#suffering
#wife
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That Cheating Jerk Just Can Not Quit!
Emily looked out the window.
She saw Kevin naked in the jacuzzi.
And Grace was with him.
She saw Kevin naked in the jacuzzi.
And Grace was with him.
#fiction
#husband
#sensual
#suffering
#wife
67 reads
4 Comments
none of us have changed
your family are normal happy loud shouty people whom you say I’m rude to for taking myself off with a book but that’s the bloke you married
#husband
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Summer Solstice
I sip my coffee slowly
As I’m watching the waves crash
Here on a picnic bench, out by the beach
With eggs and hash
Got up before my wife
I left her sleeping in our bed
I’m doing what I love
Walking the streets, clearing my head
I made it to my breakfast stop
Before they opened up
They quickly made my order
My name scribbled on a cup
I decided to not wake her
She is usually by my side
But not today, woke up afraid
All these questions cloud my mind
Did I reach my full potential?
Did I...
As I’m watching the waves crash
Here on a picnic bench, out by the beach
With eggs and hash
Got up before my wife
I left her sleeping in our bed
I’m doing what I love
Walking the streets, clearing my head
I made it to my breakfast stop
Before they opened up
They quickly made my order
My name scribbled on a cup
I decided to not wake her
She is usually by my side
But not today, woke up afraid
All these questions cloud my mind
Did I reach my full potential?
Did I...
#wife
#husband
#FallingInLove
#gratitude
#support
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Summer Solstice
I sip my coffee slowly
As I’m watching the waves crash
Here on a picnic bench, out by the beach
With eggs and hash
Got up before my wife
I left her sleeping in our bed
I’m doing what I love
Walking the streets, clearing my head
I made it to my breakfast stop
Before they opened up
They quickly made my order
My name scribbled on a cup
I decided to not wake her
She is usually by my side
But not today, woke up afraid
All these questions cloud my mind
Did I reach my full potential?
Did I...
As I’m watching the waves crash
Here on a picnic bench, out by the beach
With eggs and hash
Got up before my wife
I left her sleeping in our bed
I’m doing what I love
Walking the streets, clearing my head
I made it to my breakfast stop
Before they opened up
They quickly made my order
My name scribbled on a cup
I decided to not wake her
She is usually by my side
But not today, woke up afraid
All these questions cloud my mind
Did I reach my full potential?
Did I...
#wife
#husband
#FallingInLove
#gratitude
#support
89 reads
0 Comments
Summer Solstice
I sip my coffee slowly
As I’m watching the waves crash
Here on a picnic bench, out by the beach
With eggs and hash
Got up before my wife
I left her sleeping in our bed
I’m doing what I love
Walking the streets, clearing my head
I made it to my breakfast stop
Before they opened up
They quickly made my order
My name scribbled on a cup
I decided to not wake her
She is usually by my side
But not today, woke up afraid
All these questions cloud my mind
Did I reach my full potential?
Did I...
As I’m watching the waves crash
Here on a picnic bench, out by the beach
With eggs and hash
Got up before my wife
I left her sleeping in our bed
I’m doing what I love
Walking the streets, clearing my head
I made it to my breakfast stop
Before they opened up
They quickly made my order
My name scribbled on a cup
I decided to not wake her
She is usually by my side
But not today, woke up afraid
All these questions cloud my mind
Did I reach my full potential?
Did I...
#wife
#husband
#FallingInLove
#gratitude
#support
89 reads
0 Comments
Summer Solstice
I sip my coffee slowly
As I’m watching the waves crash
Here on a picnic bench, out by the beach
With eggs and hash
Got up before my wife
I left her sleeping in our bed
I’m doing what I love
Walking the streets, clearing my head
I made it to my breakfast stop
Before they opened up
They quickly made my order
My name scribbled on a cup
I decided to not wake her
She is usually by my side
But not today, woke up afraid
All these questions cloud my mind
Did I reach my full potential?
Did I...
As I’m watching the waves crash
Here on a picnic bench, out by the beach
With eggs and hash
Got up before my wife
I left her sleeping in our bed
I’m doing what I love
Walking the streets, clearing my head
I made it to my breakfast stop
Before they opened up
They quickly made my order
My name scribbled on a cup
I decided to not wake her
She is usually by my side
But not today, woke up afraid
All these questions cloud my mind
Did I reach my full potential?
Did I...
#wife
#husband
#FallingInLove
#gratitude
#support
89 reads
0 Comments
Summer Solstice
I sip my coffee slowly
As I’m watching the waves crash
Here on a picnic bench, out by the beach
With eggs and hash
Got up before my wife
I left her sleeping in our bed
I’m doing what I love
Walking the streets, clearing my head
I made it to my breakfast stop
Before they opened up
They quickly made my order
My name scribbled on a cup
I decided to not wake her
She is usually by my side
But not today, woke up afraid
All these questions cloud my mind
Did I reach my full potential?
Did I...
As I’m watching the waves crash
Here on a picnic bench, out by the beach
With eggs and hash
Got up before my wife
I left her sleeping in our bed
I’m doing what I love
Walking the streets, clearing my head
I made it to my breakfast stop
Before they opened up
They quickly made my order
My name scribbled on a cup
I decided to not wake her
She is usually by my side
But not today, woke up afraid
All these questions cloud my mind
Did I reach my full potential?
Did I...
#wife
#husband
#FallingInLove
#gratitude
#support
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0 Comments
Widow's Walk
The daily diminishing of me went on
and after I was emptied fate gave up
and left me standing there, abandoned’
-R. M. Rilke
Clacking the stair to the top,
her sermons walked
to relay such a terminal tale
in sync with the ticking clock.
And high atop that steep ladder stair,
a rooftop promontory in brisk air
where sailing ships were once observed
as once again was hope preserved
On a horizon indecent with loss
empty but for crying gulls;
a small...
and after I was emptied fate gave up
and left me standing there, abandoned’
-R. M. Rilke
Clacking the stair to the top,
her sermons walked
to relay such a terminal tale
in sync with the ticking clock.
And high atop that steep ladder stair,
a rooftop promontory in brisk air
where sailing ships were once observed
as once again was hope preserved
On a horizon indecent with loss
empty but for crying gulls;
a small...
#wife
#husband
#marriage
#RainerMariaRilke
#NaPoWriMo2020
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9 Comments
Widow's Walk
The daily diminishing of me went on
and after I was emptied fate gave up
and left me standing there, abandoned’
-R. M. Rilke
Clacking the stair to the top,
her sermons walked
to relay such a terminal tale
in sync with the ticking clock.
And high atop that steep ladder stair,
a rooftop promontory in brisk air
where sailing ships were once observed
as once again was hope preserved
On a horizon indecent with loss
empty but for crying gulls;
a small...
and after I was emptied fate gave up
and left me standing there, abandoned’
-R. M. Rilke
Clacking the stair to the top,
her sermons walked
to relay such a terminal tale
in sync with the ticking clock.
And high atop that steep ladder stair,
a rooftop promontory in brisk air
where sailing ships were once observed
as once again was hope preserved
On a horizon indecent with loss
empty but for crying gulls;
a small...
#wife
#husband
#marriage
#RainerMariaRilke
#NaPoWriMo2020
677 reads
9 Comments
Widow's Walk
The daily diminishing of me went on
and after I was emptied fate gave up
and left me standing there, abandoned’
-R. M. Rilke
Clacking the stair to the top,
her sermons walked
to relay such a terminal tale
in sync with the ticking clock.
And high atop that steep ladder stair,
a rooftop promontory in brisk air
where sailing ships were once observed
as once again was hope preserved
On a horizon indecent with loss
empty but for crying gulls;
a small...
and after I was emptied fate gave up
and left me standing there, abandoned’
-R. M. Rilke
Clacking the stair to the top,
her sermons walked
to relay such a terminal tale
in sync with the ticking clock.
And high atop that steep ladder stair,
a rooftop promontory in brisk air
where sailing ships were once observed
as once again was hope preserved
On a horizon indecent with loss
empty but for crying gulls;
a small...
#wife
#husband
#marriage
#RainerMariaRilke
#NaPoWriMo2020
677 reads
9 Comments
Widow's Walk
The daily diminishing of me went on
and after I was emptied fate gave up
and left me standing there, abandoned’
-R. M. Rilke
Clacking the stair to the top,
her sermons walked
to relay such a terminal tale
in sync with the ticking clock.
And high atop that steep ladder stair,
a rooftop promontory in brisk air
where sailing ships were once observed
as once again was hope preserved
On a horizon indecent with loss
empty but for crying gulls;
a small...
and after I was emptied fate gave up
and left me standing there, abandoned’
-R. M. Rilke
Clacking the stair to the top,
her sermons walked
to relay such a terminal tale
in sync with the ticking clock.
And high atop that steep ladder stair,
a rooftop promontory in brisk air
where sailing ships were once observed
as once again was hope preserved
On a horizon indecent with loss
empty but for crying gulls;
a small...
#wife
#husband
#marriage
#RainerMariaRilke
#NaPoWriMo2020
677 reads
9 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems for and About Husbands Published by Members Recently Online