My fella left
twelve months ago
for greener pastures
he did go
I drowned myself
in my work
and when I looked up
he gave me a smirk
I woke one day
had a hunch
why was he taking
me to lunch
His life was a mess
just like mine
we emailed each other
all the time
Nine hours a day
we would stay
in a place of work
where we could play
He would call his wife
another hour he would be
only to spend
more time with me
A contest entry
- Adultery In Rhyme by piccola.
700 points, ended December 12, 2008, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
It can happen to anyone
Comments
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Rhyming is good,
i like how you took hold of the prompt.
keep on penning, you'll amaze yourself even more.
Slán
Dolores x
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good
but id like to hear more of the story. It seems unfinished
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Good take on the prompt.
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LOL One thing, always write out your numbers in poetry rather than not.
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sigh. that's how it starts. Maybe we are insecure and that makes us feel better ... a hole inside that we need to fill. Better to find a way to fill it within our marriage.
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