Amazing repetition of an

Irate spouse about recurring

Ill health

Shouts of blame on the next

Of kin

Albeit the poet’s patience

In spite of offered help

A barrage of insults on his head.


The poet had a fortnight ago

An op

Replacing his knee joint


He quietly accepts errands

Thanked with kicks.

Incredibly raugh the swings

Of M/D

Like molten lava into a sea

Of ice.

Such signs of her illness

He missed at first meetings

Doused by flights of fancy

From her honey pot.

Now then

For five major milestones

During his life

The poet witnessed peaks

And ravines of a married life.

Pushed high in free flight

But fallen like Icarus…

Only the poet had survived

To stay and tell the tale.




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