relationship poems

Into Each Other’s Lives

They walked into each other’s lives
Without a single clue as to how to
Treat someone well. The only tool
They possessed was the ability to
Repeat what they had seen their
Respective parents do, poorly.

They proceeded to make each other
Occasionally joyful but mostly
Profoundly miserable. Such is the
Fate of those who live unconsciously,
Perpetuating the ordeal one reaction at a time,
Each new mistake following the last.

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Relief

I used to agonize about every
Little thing, no matter how
Minuscule, insignificant,
Unremarkable.

Now I save my energy for
Medium size debacles, which
Seem to visit
With similar frequency.

Perhaps one day
I’ll welcome a new visitor
Who offers me solace,
Long-awaited relief.

Same Thing

It didn’t dawn on me that
Maybe you had a different
Perspective than mine so
I forged ahead with what I
Thought was best and turned
Out to be the worst thing
Possible for someone who
Was hurting and needed
Comfort rather than fixing.
I’ll think twice next time and
Do the same thing again.

So I May

If my child were hurting,
I would do everything in
My power to make sure
She is OK. I would commit
Revolutionary acts like
Setting my own stuff aside and
Putting her needs first.
My thoughts, opinions,
Pronouncements, obscurements,
Insecurities and complications
Wait their turn so I may take
Care of my child instead of
My own issues for a change.

I Never Thought

I never thought it would be
You who would betray my
Trust, shred my dignity,
Stain my dreams, scoff at
My pain, inject doubt into
My being. A childish game,
Played by a twitching dolt,
Callously consequential.

Rupture

I never knew how excruciatingly
Uncomfortable things could get
Until I opened my mouth and let
My inner thoughts take flight.
The ensuing deluge of silence
Underscoring the deep rift
Like a jagged rupture in the
Landscape extending to the
Horizon and falling off the edge
To crash upon unyielding ground.

Hello

On a day much like this or
Any other, he went down to
The laundry room and met the
Love of his life.

She was everything he dreamed of,
He couldn’t believe his good fortune
Until she said something that
Changed him.

Apprehensive, he stepped back,
Unable to make sense of what he’d
Just heard. He replayed the word in
His mind.

A greeting, followed by a smile, was all it
Took to remind him of every hair out of place,
Past failure, pulsing uncertainty,
Step forward, hello.

Your House

It’s hard to step out of your house
When all you’ve ever known is your
House and all you’ve ever been
Told about is your house.

There are monsters out there
Who want to destroy you. You were
Warned by those who consumed you
For control and meaning.

I Thought So Much of Myself

I thought so much of myself
I married someone who would
Annihilate anything in his path if
He didn’t get his way.

I thought so much of myself
I stood by someone who beat
His chest and belittled others
If they didn’t bow low enough.

I thought so much of myself
I remained complacent and
Mute as plans were put
In motion to mutilate more.

I thought so much of myself
I looked the other way.
I couldn’t go back once
I made the choice.