Piccadillos
Whilst walking the dog last week, the rhythm of this poem started playing in my mind. The stomping of my feet on the hard surface of the pavement (sidewalk) felt like a fight between two lovers, a fight brought on by a stupid peccadillo. Peccadillos – who hasn’t committed a few of those in one’s lifetime? Here’s my offering that seemed to spill out of my head and heart.
Piccadillos
©Dana Allen
You really don’t know what you’re talking about.
You’re raging around and you scream and act out.
You think I don’t know what you have on your mind.
You’re cruel and you’re coarse and you’re very unkind.
Well, I hate the way that you think about this.
Well, I can’t believe that you gave him a kiss.
It wasn’t a kiss, just a peck on the cheek.
From my point of view, I would say it’s quite bleak.
We’ve 12 years together, my record is clean!
That’s what you tell me but I’m not that green.
Who’s told you differently? What do they know?
I heard what you did to your previous beau.
That man was an ass. He deserved what he got.
This pattern of yours, it repeats quite a lot.
Repeats quite a lot? Once in over 12 years?
Once is enough since it fuels all my fears
So, now you are saying you want me to leave!
Yep! That’s what I’m saying, that’s what I believe
Destroying this marriage for fear and your pride?
What more can I do when you’ve tossed me aside?
I got legless, so drunk, lost all sense of me
What? That’s your excuse and your lame bargained plea?
You know that it’s wrong. Please don’t end it like this.
I could be cajoled if you gave me a kiss
What? Now is the time you’ve got sex on your mind?
Deep down in my soul I do know that you’re kind.
Well maybe a peck is a precursor kiss
Is that an apology? What did I miss?
I really am sorry. Yes, I regret it.
Come to bed now and we’ll both soon forget it.
I took this photo on my dog walk, and these stones and logs remind me of the relational landmines that we often have to navigate in our lives. But, sometimes, there can be a smoother path, if the weather is dry and sunny!
This is really fun and I like the image as a representation of what it’s like to step through a relationship sometimes. And often it’s just a matter of moving a little to one side to have an easier go of it.
What a stomp of a rhythm! 🥁