Not yet discouraged, I responded to suitor #2. This time we spoke on the phone before the date but his pleasant voice didn’t prepare me for how morose he would become after the two glasses of wine he drank with our early dinner. Poor man. A nice guy making an attempt to be happier before it’s over, but with too much distance between us in every sense of the word.
When my mother and Marita each phoned me that night and asked how it was, I misled us. I reported that he was okay and that I’d see him again, but I was wrong about that. As time passed I couldn’t mistake what I felt: I was profoundly relieved that the date was over. I wrote this mostly chuckling:
Sometimes I am astounded how obtuse
I am, how many days may have to pass
before I read myself. I’ve no excuse
except a plea that life is a morass
of too much stimulation. I can’t see
through multi-tasking masking depth and hue.
My heart’s reaction needs for clarity
decanting time – there’s too much in my view.
So do not ask me how it was until
I’ve slept at least three nights. I need to sift
experience, to let precipitate
the solids I’ll maintain. I cannot spill
unfiltered, careless cast my thoughts adrift:
Without sufficient time I can’t see straight.
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I can relate,
love your poem,
Thank you.
Enjoyed the semi-satirical tone of the poem. Strong imagery, enjoyable read.
crb.
Thanks. It was fun to write, too.
3 days must pass… my MO… I need 3 days for everything. ” I need to sift
experience, to let precipitate the solids I’ll maintain” fucking brilliant line. Walk forward. Another, then another, then alone. Your prose moved me. We walk along a similar path… once smooth and yielding, in our youthful mind, now tattered with brick-a-brak and thorns, to slow down progress. Your words are distilled. Thank you for them
Well I’ve only let 2 days pass but I know I will continue to appreciate your comments. Thank you. M
I enjoy the wording. The choice of words are just splendidly put together 🙂
http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2010/09/26/living-in-the-shadows-of-blackness/
Thank you very much. I liked your link and will look again.
Oh yeah. I like how you express the process of finding clarity.
Funny, cool, and v.true– nicely written!
Bitter-sweet with a tang of citrus..