Frenchf
Jan 15, 2013

Caught

Having discovered you,
beside him,
no,not even a her,
frozen,
arms entwined,
caught as only lovers can be caught
The air whispering intimacy,
horror
the experience of
the one who caught you

You did not deny it.
You just said "you wouldn't mind would you?"
Unknowing of the pain caused by your ignorance
Hoping you could lead life
doubling up me with him,
or was it him with me?

Which came first?
or did neither?

Was it the thrust of swollen flesh that mattered?
flesh against flesh.
whose flesh?
new flesh,old flesh,
soft flesh, warm flesh,
a sudden sharp intake of nectar
drunk from the finest cup,
that cup you had not known before,
a new cup, always a new cup,
And sometimes and old cup
but that cup was not me but him

he too was betrayed
by the many others.
You taught him to lie,
to be like yourself
To have more, anywhere,
parks , toilets, pubs, Compton street,
alleyways, motorways, cafe's
To act as if he was one thing,
when he was not that,
as you were not that,
as you never were that

And when I said
you should not,
no, not again,
you refused,
with no explanation,
wanting to keep your pot of honey
into which you kept dipping your hand, head, fusion.

"I cannot "you said
handing me Pablo Neruda's love poems.
"I love you but I cannot change.
i will not change.
It is a force too great within me"

Oft I wonder.
does he think it was worth it?
Could he have changed?
Change.
easy for one on the sideline,
Difficult for the player of the game.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Truth is stranger than fiction

Review Request Direction: How was my language use?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: Uk south east London

Favorite Poets: Wilde

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Comments

sueb

sueb

12 years 3 months ago

Hi interesting and sad poem this got to me hope your ok a lot of emotions here much enjoyed the read cheers sueb x

Seren

Seren

12 years 3 months ago

Sorry but your comment on my poem was a little confusing and here i have found the answer

poetry or prose ? I would err on the side of prose if you want it to be poetry I would shorten the lines and be rather severe on the edit there are words there that dont need to be there to tell the story and its such a sad story unfortunately its a story a few of us have lived in my case my ex husband and his many indiscretions, I am sorry you had to go through this its seems like its still a fresh wound, so that is all I will say on the subject

kind regards JC xxx

loved

loved

12 years 3 months ago

emotion...neither poetry nor prose... sorry though my regrets
for blunders I may have committed

I read it in papers; it’s all over the world
in Western culture it may be acceptable
owing to not many family ties
maybe genes admixture

only sex is a cause of human male vulture
but the East is also transforming…
I wonder whatll come of the world one day
some day….
if all men turn this damning way

but alas, I and you are two insignificant souls
to change the whole wild world...

yes change ourselves we may
as we age
bless you child for the experiences so wild
but you seem to have come a long way,

brave,
as brave as you are may
so continue to stay..
now you may have your say...

loved

glad for you
as you follow
men in sharks’ garbs
testosterone engineered
some can’t see beyond anything round ...
so cope you must
with guys as such
and
then you’ll see
you'd never be left
in the lurch
men are as such...
all voyeuring around
for a free gold mine
take it or leave it,
one they are bound to find
as their stick vibrates in the open
God bless such juveniles one...

Ian.T

Ian.T

12 years 3 months ago

A sorrowful story, and the pain overflows even to us here as we read.
What can I say other than find your inner strength and believe in yourself you are better than the things that happen to you, Yours Ian.T
PS:- It matters not if poetry or prose, it has been told and that is all that matters, take care young one..

BettyBuff

HI Frenchf,

Think Eph has done a great job, taking your narrative and shaping into freeform, also agree with JC about pruning the lexis, making it more impactful. It was thought-provoking, and that's what writing should be about. A brave write.

Ells :)