Poetry

Friday, 23 October 2020

Love and marriage

 The moon is like a penny

Shining in the 

Dark pocket of the sky

Half of what you want

Like a cradled baby

Hanging


The lawn is like your mother frozen in the dew

Half of

What you 

want

Knowing, always knowing

What the

world is coming to


The dog, I had to mention

Because dogs are like our angels

Or like our cousins

They always turn up, and you must expect them

At inconvenient moments


And a marriage gone wrong

Is like a dog that keeps howling

Because you know

That she/he needs feeding

Love or attention

But you can't quite bring yourself

To tear yourself

Away

From what you are doing

To respond


And so it keeps whinning

Until finally

It runs away in the night

and never comes home

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