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On Marriage
by Tony Whitakersmiling and chatting
planning a day
life fulfilling
her mysterious mind
at work or play
we laugh across the den
the TV lying dormant
silence fills the room
she lies across the sofa
i command the recliner
of course
chuckling as we speak
about dumb things done
in a long life
as man and wife
there were times
i asked why
she must have too
wanting to walk away
start over
maybe with someone new
but we stay
and find delights
adding spice
to a plastic
middle-class life
i remember a time
many years ago
opening tired eyes
in the dark of night
her staring back
with a smile of delight
in a fog so far away
her lips move as I read
I love you
eyelids laden close
feeling warmer
that blush of trust
in the knowing
this is the stuff
that fuels the pyre
of our...true love
05/27/2007 Posted on 05/27/2007
Copyright © 2026 Tony Whitaker
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 05/27/07 at 12:44 PM This is a wonderful description of a progression of a marriage; apparently a good one. I am pleaseed that "true love" still exists for some of us. |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 05/27/07 at 03:48 PM This is so touching, Tony. Congratulations on staying the course. You are truly blessed! |
| Posted by Jeffrey Parren on 05/27/07 at 04:24 PM Making the simple seem grand and the grand seem simple. I love this. ~JPP |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 05/31/07 at 02:03 PM It is the kind of intimacy that only time and committment (through the "for better or worse" times) can produce, a rare and precious gift in this world of getting the biggest bang for our buck. I like what Jeff said - it's all about that. I like the way you wrote it down in your sharing it with us. Thank you, Tony! |
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