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Won't you help support DayPoems? Marital Lexicon Amid the RuinsBy Timothy BoveeBorn 1946There is a date certain and a moment in time When Darling Loving Aching Longing Inseparable Half of all I dream and ever hope to be Transforms, into My Spouse Life's Partner Helpmeet Thanks-for-breakfast-got-to-run, In Our Marriage, registered in Heaven and with the county clerk, From this day forward, until in Death do we part. In the halting lexicon of our conjugal love, First we learn to sound each other's name, Then Mama for three seasons, and Papa, Safe behind the battlements and portcullis Of Our Fenwickian Kingdom, proud rulers Bound in fealty to love and responsible care Well into the yellowing of the leaves, And their rudding and anticipated fall. Come the fall, we learn again to harmonize The other's name, a frayed Imperfect Second. Come the fall, partners and best friends Until Death do us depart, or we dissolve By mutual consent with no finding of a fault Until someone screws up, or with. Until it turns ugly And the leaves softly fade to disinterested brown. We-live-apart-you-know. My-soon-to-be-ex. Titles bestowed as circumstance and humour would decide, As anger and great sadness would deride. My-never-to-be-ex, we're to reconcile we're not. We'll reach the goal together, cross the line as pals, Clutching our praecipe, in intimate embrace With pendente lite spousal support, intimacy of fear And memories hard baked to grey resentful ashes. Ashes. Battlements crumbled. Portculis smashed. We all fall down And lie on interrogatories propounded amid the ruins. My-pray-god-soon-to-be-ex: There is a date certain and a moment in time when All I dream and ever hope to be transforms, into Divorce a vinculo matrimonii for such relief as the nature Of the cause and justice shall require, registered in Circuit Court Beyond the view of Heaven, from this day forward, Until in Death I do depart. My-ex. DayPoems Poem No. 2785 Comment on DayPoems? If you are like us, you have strong feelings about poetry, and about each poem you read. Let it all out! Comment on this poem, any poem, DayPoems, other poetry places or the art of poetry at DayPoems Feedback. Won't you help support DayPoems? Click here to learn more about how you can keep DayPoems on the Web . . . Copyright The DayPoems web site, www.daypoems.net, is copyright 2001-2005 by Timothy K. Bovee. All rights reserved. The authors of poetry and other material appearing on DayPoems retain full rights to their work. Any requests for publication in other venues must be negotiated separately with the authors. The editor of DayPoems will gladly assist in putting interested parties in contact with the authors. |
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