In the morning,
I recalled the night,
as I was lying there contemplating yesterday,
when you said you’d be here for all my tomorrow’s. . .
But, then I saw you drive away
the same afternoon!
What is it with men today?
The second I thought I had him all figured out . . .?
One minute he was all lovey-dovey
and the next hour he was off and running!
One day he was all this way,
and then next week he was all that!
Month by month, year by year,
a moment in time, . . .in my seasons,
Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, all he had to do is call . . .
Yeah right!
Don’t bother me for one instant!
Our past, this present from you,
And, any future we might have had, is over!
The time you have allotted is gonzo!
Yesteryear is yore,
You’re an out-of-date, bygone,
not in my period on my time, past ago
A continual spanning duration, the length of nada!
Eons of eras, from a hereafter,
in the coming age of futurity, your timing sucks!
...and your time has come!
I’ve been clocking you!
Mistimes in a flash, in a lasting quick jiffy,
more than trice over, in the blink of an eye,
in a halved split second, up to the very last, last minute,
my latest, the current in the inst., immediately stat,
"Your f***n’ dc’d.!"
I’m out'ta here . . .
Out and over!
To another place in time!
Later!. . .
Toodle-Loo!
Cheerio!. . .
Bye-bye!
"Ooooooh!. . ."MEN!"
And a bird took a flip. . .
Copyright July 2007
Kimmy Van Kooten
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LOng thourough~!
Beautifully said and done!
Love and WArm Hugs, Sheeeoox
STay Positive!
STay SAFE!
On the other hand, my daughter's social circle has tended largely to be male.
As I said, relationships are at the mercy of human whims or otherwise.
'And a bird took a flip.'
Now this line has me thinking. What did the singer mean when he sang 'She flies like a bird in the sky...'?
Regards
Dai
Certainly have a way with words my dear, love Holly
I have come to realize they are just wired differently! you can be prattling away, thinking they are listening, but they are planning their next fantasmagorical expedition or invention, whatever the case.
I saw a cartoon not long ago, a couple in bed, her think balloon reads, " I wonder if he loves me" and his think balloon reads, I wonder how flies walk about on the roof" I busted a gut laughing at that....MEN eh!
God love em.
Good lament here Kimmy, better luck next time then
:) Ch'erie
but i gotta footnote Sketchman's review...LOL
Walt
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
earthy rant!! loved it
Blessings,
Joyce B.
I would concour, sometimes our timing sucks.
Georg
PS you got my vote (now you are 44%) good luck!(not that you need any)
ET
some cases.
xo Taylor
Love Tinka
George
Is your still water reaching a rapids or are you reflecting observations?
You know I'm just kidding, Kimmy. Or am I?
Richard
We men have a very short attention span - it must be in our jeans and in our genes. Of course we are all 'lovey dovey' one minute, and 'on the road again' the next. I was going to say something else, but I already forgot, and I've gotta go!
Why can't you make hamburger out of men? Because they're all pigs!
Not to make light of your pain. There is nothing more painful than unrequited love. You make your point well with this little poem which cuts like a knife. Good writing. I hope you heal soon.