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| Open Poetry #46 |
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Love Tangled Love (Haibun) |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America 
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Author's Note: I take liberties with the haibun in that I use senryu instead of haiku because I prefer it over the haiku. In my ear and in my life Silence weep for me It has been two weeks since I stormed out of her house in a snit fit. The first few days were spent at the nearby watering hole drowning my rage in boilermakers and lies. If I call her now What in the world can I say After I said that Made such a fool of myself they told me to find another watering hole to kill myself in. And so I did for a solid week. Three days ago I had a vision that she was waiting for me to call. I picked up the phone Let it ring and ring and ring She knew who it was Her phone's ID would have told her it was me calling. Yes, she knew. I walked to the apartment complex where she lives and hid in the shadows. I watched. When she left for work I stayed hid in shadows Until she got off When she came home from work there were two women from her office with her. I recognized them but they didn't see me in the shadows. They were laughing and giggling like teenagers. She is not a teenager. How dare she have fun Why doesn’t she cry like me Beginning to hate I didn't have to hide in the shadows because it was almost midnight when she came back. The other women were not with her. A man was. They stopped and they hugged How could she do that to me It's starting to rain No. That isn't rain. It is tears flooding my eyes, streaming down my face. When she walked into the building with him my heart broke. I remained there, waiting for him to leave. It is the next morning and past time for her to go to work. She is still up there doing things with him. I have no more tears I'm in another gin mill What do I do now I sat in that bar from opening til closing for ten straight days. I ran out of money. I started pawning things. Soon I had nothing to pawn. I have an old German Luger, with rounds from World War II. An uncle brought it back. With Luger in hand Again I stand in shadows For the two lovebirds It is late afternoon when he strolls out of the building and sits on the steps smoking a foot-long nasty cigar. I wait for her. Need both of them together, don't I? She is at work I assume, and yes, I assume correctly. Here she comes. He rises to meet her with a shallow embrace. Luger to my head I step out of the shadows I call out her name She turns and sees me and a smile crosses her face and she speaks. "Where have you been, I've tried to call you. This is my brother. He's staying awhile until he can find a place." My finger is pressed I can't stop it fast enough I hear "I love you" In the surreal moments where life and death are one I hear her crying out my name. She is there beside me, cradling my head, saying over and over "Why, oh my god why? Didn't you know I loved you?" I am not alive But I watch her every day Keeping her from harm . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(&#!$! |
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Eusta B. Mae Senior Member
since 2010-05-03
Posts 903 |
Now you went and did it, gimme a tissue. That ending just did me in. Great write (sniff, sniff) |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Aww, sorry about that, ebm. Well, almost sorry. We seek emotions in our work and are thankful when we receive it. . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(&#!$! |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
if I ever decide to end it all I will use a bow and arrows and stand in a circle of my enemies shooting arrows into the air until god directs one down on me..by the democratric samuari enjoyed your spill here JP.. |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
That would be called death of a thousand arrows, would it not, DS? Appreciate your contribution today. . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(&#!$! |
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Amaryllis Senior Member
since 2010-05-20
Posts 1306Mi now |
Wow I did not see that one coming... great pace and voice here, keeps you riveted to the end! Amaryllis |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
You made my day, Amaryllis, thank you very much. . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(&#!$! |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
Our own assumptions are probably our worst enemy. Heartbreakingly beautiful. -Trina. |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Isn't that the truth, Trina. By the way, I love that name, I imagine it will show up in my next novel. Thank you for stopping by and commenting. . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(&#!$! [This message has been edited by JerryPat (11-17-2010 08:43 PM).] |
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martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
really really interesting... and an AMAZING format! |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Thank you, martiniat8. I like it, it is fun to play with. . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(&#!$! |
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Prasad Nataraj Senior Member
since 2008-05-29
Posts 1149Bangalore,India |
Fine tale here, Jerry. Mistrust as always caused disaster in many lives, this write portraits its perfectly. "Hardwork pays in the long run" |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Absolutely, Prasad. Mistrust. Hum. That sounds like a poem title to me. Thank you for being here in my corner of the world. . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(&#!$! |
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