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0 posted 2002-03-05 10:20 PM




The funeral had been quiet - just the family - nothing more
They'd laid her in her final resting place the night before.
He sat now, going through the things that she had saved through life
This woman who, for fifty years, had been known as his wife.

The clothes he placed into a pile - the perfume for the daughter.
He smiled at all the trinkets and cheap jewelry he bought her
And, way up on a shelf where he had never thought to look,
He reached his hand up high and came down with a ledger book.

He opened it...saw birthday dates - some cooking recipes,
Some facts of little consequence - some homemade remedies
Then, way back on the final page he happened to explore,
He saw some notes she'd written down who knows how long before.

She wrote them in a quite strange way - not like a diary...
It read more like a news report or some biography.
He read the first line, then the next, then sat down on the bed,
His eyes refusing to believe the poignant words he read....


My name is Mary Dodd
I am 55 years old
I am 5'1"
I weigh 155 pounds
I am vain enough to believe
I carry it well.
I have known one man
in my life.
My husband is a
decent
kind
hard-working man.
I have birthed
two children.
I have never made love.
My satisfaction
has never been
a priority
or concern.


"What gibberish was this?" he thought. She'd not made love indeed!
He gave her years of pleasure every time he felt the need!
He almost tossed the book aside like more junk to discard
But her next words jumped off the page and hit him very hard.....


I have corresponded
with another man.
He is warm and caring
makes me laugh
makes me feel
special
cherished
desired
puts a smile
on my face.
I will lose 15 pounds
then send for him.
He will come.
He will want to make love.
I will allow him
to do so.
He will take me to a
darkened room where
I will surrender myself
unashamed
to his touch.
I will experience
one time
all joy and pleasure
unoffered to me
until now.
I will do so
without guilt
without regret
without fear.
He will guide me
and I will follow
willingly
eagerly
happily like a child.
I will smile
laugh
cry
most importantly
I will feel
wanted.

Afterward
I will lay in his arms
quietly
for a time
then get up
dress
touch his lips
with my finger.
He will know that
this will be
the only time.


"The dirty rotten slut!", he screamed. His voice was filled with rage.
He had to force himself to not tear out and burn the page.
He never thought her sexy or not even good in bed
And, all the while, she passed it out to other men instead!


My life will continue.
I will wash
cook
iron
clean
be the perfect wife
I have always been.
On rare occasions
that I am called upon
to perform
I will function
capably
doing what I must
to validate
my man's opinion
of himself.
Occasionally
when burdens of the day
become overly heavy
I will release
from my treasure chest
of memories
those precious moments
of that day then
when I lay
amid rumpled sheets
a desired
fulfilled
complete
woman.
My husband will never know.


By now nighttime had fallen and her words had hit their mark.
He sat alone, a huddled figure weeping in the dark.
He thought of how he treated her-his lackey, fool and slave
And never realized her worth til she was in the grave.

"I'm sorry, girl", he whispered to the book. "I should have known
It wasn't right ignoring you and leaving you alone."
Had these words been a fantasy or did she really go?
In that regard, she'd been correct - he'd never really know.


© Copyright 2002 Michael Mack - All Rights Reserved
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1 posted 2002-03-05 10:26 PM




(BIG HUGGGSSSSSSS) Oh my gosh, this is sooooooooo wonderful and beautifully heartwrenching, sweet friend, YOUR STORYTELLING ALWAYS AMAZES ME, I LOVE IT!!! (sigh) This one tugged at my heartstrings, it broke my heart to feel for him and how he never touched Mary's here as he regretted in the end, feeling the reteospection of her and the remorse and regrets of her lost love! (sigh) This is very sad but beautiful, sweet friend, we all love you so much, BRAVO!!! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Michael, thank you for sharing!



May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

[This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (03-05-2002 10:27 PM).]

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2 posted 2002-03-05 10:44 PM


Something to ponder in this one Michael. Whether man or woman, this is what happens when we take someone for granted. They may be in our lives physically, but their thoughts and feelings wander elsewhere. How sad that is. Great story Michael, as always.
Ps, just thought I’d let you know, I must have brought the lousy weather to Florida, cause it followed me to New Orleans this past weekend. But, you know me….didn’t stop me from having a good time!!!

If she who dies with the most toys wins, then can I have some toy boys please?

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3 posted 2002-03-05 11:10 PM


Please, sir... I want a copy of your book... first edition, autographed.

And I'm not getting any younger, so hurry up already! *G*

If I hadn't loved poetry before knowing you, I would upon reading your words.

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4 posted 2002-03-05 11:14 PM


...Incredible!!...

~Time has cast a spell on you,
So that you won't ever forget me.~

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5 posted 2002-03-06 07:01 AM


Michael ... it simply amazes me how you take the heart and feeling of your characters and place them so openly and achingly on the page. You can "feel" the emotions from both sides in this marvelous piece. An excellent poem indeed, sweet poet!

Best wishes,
/Kit

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6 posted 2002-03-06 07:33 AM


Many people live that painful life, then they die. Great story here.

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7 posted 2002-03-06 08:07 AM


one of the best pieces I have ever read here...

M

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8 posted 2002-03-06 08:35 AM



It may be in the black and white
that it was time he saw the light
but did she go? There is the key
She was the one to know...never he.

The last time?...I think not...
keep asking, Krissy!!!!

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9 posted 2002-03-06 10:04 AM


Baladeer, I must tell you, your writing are the only ones that make my eyeballs become glued to the screen, and I go back and read it again, do you have a book out? This is  a wonderful story of love not appreciated. It is heartfelt and sad, yet there is that question. Did she? hmmmmm I love this.BRAVO  floria
PS I came back in here to ask you something Baladeer, How does one come to write like this? Were you born with this gift?



Floria

"Alas for those that never sing,
But die with all their music in them"
(Oliver Wendell Holmes)

[This message has been edited by strbbux (03-06-2002 10:05 AM).]

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10 posted 2002-03-06 10:13 AM


Michael,
You amaze me as always Your characters and words seem to abound from the page.I feel the heartwrenching pain from both sides of this story.Too often we think our loved one is with us totally and completly.If we took just a few minutes a day to look at what is there we might be surprised.Nicely done sir.
Peaches

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11 posted 2002-03-06 10:22 AM


Very touching...sad for both the husband and the wife...she never knew what love really was..and he thought he did..until she died..nicely done deery..

             ~Victoria~

"Mistakes are the portals of discovery."
-- James Joyce


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12 posted 2002-03-06 10:23 AM


’Deer hi there, I don’t know if I can type this I’m crying and so is mum, we are both sitting here with our arms around each other sobbing. I’ll forgive you for making me cry, but only because you are such a good writer I don’t know if you deserve forgiveness for bringing tears to mums eyes, I think you might just have to pay for that. Another couple of classics like this in the next few weeks might do it

This is surely one of the most outstanding pieces I’ve ever read. The whole tenor of the story flows from beginning to end flawlessly. What a way to live and die, not knowing the person you’re supposedly sharing your life with, how tragic. I can feel my soul crying out for all those who suffer like this. How good you are as a writer to be able to create the scene and the emotion like this. You are a seriously good poet.

Have I mentioned that I really do love this poem?

Love and warm stuff
As always
Krissy

And while thy willing soul transpiers
at every pore with instant fires
Andrew Marvell 1621-1678

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13 posted 2002-03-06 10:26 AM


OH MY GOSH....dearest Balladeer...will you ever cease to amaze me...there is so much here that I am left speachless...oh more..please..I beg of you...**big big hugs**

Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams.

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14 posted 2002-03-06 11:05 AM


Oh my goodness. This is a wonderful poem, a wonderful story. Inspired.

Nan

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15 posted 2002-03-06 11:30 AM


well, if she went, who could blame her

what a way to go! LOL!!!!!

i wasn't going to comment on this poem because it is one of your poems that makes me so emotional, i wasn't sure i'd have anything to say that would  make any sense while i typed through the tears

but i decided to respond to again let you know i think you're a wonderful writer with an amazing imagination.



now i'll go back to wiping the tears off my keyboard and then i think i'll go take a trip through the archives and read some of the other poems that you've written that have always been so very special and dear to my heart.

you are a fine writer, michael......

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16 posted 2002-03-06 11:50 AM


A classic Balladeer poem - a 3 hanky no less. Now I have to go fix my makeup. (note to self - never read 'deer at work)
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17 posted 2002-03-06 04:49 PM


’Deer dearest heart finally I can make a reply to this stunning piece of literature for that is what it is dear ‘Deer, literature of the highest standard. Krissy was right you had us both sobbing, and not just a little tear either this is an utterly fantastic written record of soul destroying heartache. I could totally feel the emotion that throbbed through this outstanding story. The tale of a relationship, neither loving nor hating, simply a nothing, how tragic a life that was. And how true that so many souls settle for it.

I don’t know how you manage to do what you do, hook into the soul of your reader and involve them in your story. The reader becomes the story, that is unique, it is rarer than hens teeth, what writer wouldn’t give their write arm for that ability. You are an absolutely superb writer, and able to judge your audience to a T.

What else can I say, except ‘Deer you made me cry how wicked of you, tears don’t suit me at all

Seriously this is utterly utterly fantastic writing.

Love and warm stuff
As always
Mushy

     


To give light to them that sit in darkness..... to guide our feet into the way of peace Luke 2:79


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18 posted 2002-03-06 08:58 PM


Noah...thank you for realizing such insight into this poem..

Tracey...true words indeed. Welcome back! It hasn't rained since  you left! Haven't had a good time since you left, either...come back!!!

Suthern girl...what a beautiful thing to say, sweet lady. Book is due out in a couple of weeks...I'll let you know

Nancy...you only said one word but I heard volumes! Thank you, m'lady...

Kit...thank you, girl. You know how special your comments are to me...

walker...yes, they do. The story may be different but the ending never changes...

Maureen...that means a lot to me. Thank you...

sunshine...life is filled with mysteries. This shall remain one...stop encouraging her!!!

Strbbux...thank you for such kind words. I can't answer your question. I grew up in a town of less than 100 people with no children my age. My only friends were my imagination and an insatiable desire to read everything I could get my hands on. They serve me in my writing....

peaches...how right you are. Taking someone for granted is always a very dangerous thing. Thank you for enjoying...

Victoria...that's right...they both lost. Glad you liked the presentation...

Krissy...you asked for it!! (and I'm very glad you liked it!) Thank you, wonderful daughter of a wonderful lady...

Startime...I can never resist a woman who begs....it's never happened before!! LOL! OK, I'll dig around and see what I can find...thank you, my friend...

Pilgrimage..thank you VERY much for reading and enjoying..


Doreen...I'm really glad you liked the style enough to let it be known it so expressively....see you in the archives!!!


Poet deVine...a triple hanky thanky is indeed an honor! I thank you...

Mushy...Krissy may call you mum but you are ANYTHING but mum, aren;t you???LOL! Thank you, mushy. I will take each tear as a badge of honor....and do my best to keep you crying for a long time!!!

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19 posted 2002-03-06 09:42 PM


How did this gem manage to get by me?.. I love this.. Your insights are astounding, Deer...

Would that we could all appreciate what we have while it's ours... No one says it as you do, Mike...

[This message has been edited by Nan (03-06-2002 09:54 PM).]

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20 posted 2002-03-06 09:47 PM



And the cutie patootie tugs at my heartstrings once again! This is one heck of a poem!  Your style and use of free verse and structured verse is very effective.  This touches me. I love the way you write~

This is a keeper

Take care,
Melissa~

"Poetry is not an opinion expressed...
it is a song that rises from a bleeding
wound...or a smiling mouth"

~Kahlil Gibran~

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21 posted 2002-03-07 11:27 AM


WOW...again...two special treats in one day...thank you & thank you...you weave magic with words, dear one...so full of pain for both, but great lessons for all....thanks again...
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22 posted 2002-03-07 12:29 PM


I don't care how many times I read this, my heart will catch in my throat, and my eyes fill with tears.......thank you for this repost.....thank you for being you
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23 posted 2002-03-07 08:02 PM


Totally Awesome, Michael..
I think that you really have a handle on human nature and you also have a way of expressing it better than anyone else I've ever read!!!!!!!!!
This one brings tears and cheers!

copyright2002 Lyra Nesius

"poetry is life distilled"  Gwendolyn Brooks

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