The Fruits of Marriage
"Come, watch me eat tomatoes
And tell lies."
Those are his words, not mine.
The first lie was;
That he liked the tomatoes.
The second lie was;
When he pretended to be happy with me.
I know better.
I know who I am.
Hey, the man was hungry. There was
Nothing to eat. Only
Substandard, overripe garden fruits.
Still, he did eat those tomatoes, and
He fed me lies.
Because he honestly loves me.
Those are his words, not mine.
The first lie was;
That he liked the tomatoes.
The second lie was;
When he pretended to be happy with me.
I know better.
I know who I am.
Hey, the man was hungry. There was
Nothing to eat. Only
Substandard, overripe garden fruits.
Still, he did eat those tomatoes, and
He fed me lies.
Because he honestly loves me.
7 comments:
you are very talented and well versed. i am loving your poems each day.
spooky! =O excellent. xox
You really are so talented. I totally didnt get that writers gene from my mom but you did from yours
The tomatoes were good.
Gah! That was good!
This is so adam and eve and the serpent and marriage, all re-invented. How marvelous!
Mom
Miss - I LOVE this poem (and also the Mother's dream) I've thought about them both multiple times since I read them. Can I post them on my blog for my friends to see? Call me quick if your answer is no....
Love ya, Mel
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