a push and a shove

 

She pushed and she shoved

and she took it for granted

Thought love was a book

that you kept on a shelf

 

Walked circles in patterns

on floors meant for sweeping

Ignored every bit now

in spite of herself

 

Caught spiderweb sonnets

on pencils she borrowed

Wrote poems of anger

and four letter words

 

Sat under a tree neath its

branches so crooked

And laughed at the sounds

she heard made by the birds

 

But still there inside

was a woman once dreaming

Thought that her life

could be nothing at all

 

Found on the steps near

a black painted doorway

One who would smile

when he came 'round to call

 

After a while

her mind started twisting

Forgot the promises

that she had made

 

Told him to leave

though it’s not what she wanted

Sat there and cried

neath that tree in the shade

 

Obvious now

it was taken for granted

Losing this dream

with a push and a shove

 

Tearing out pages

she found that she hated

Writing the end

to the book titled “Love”

 

 

 

Reviews

[JessyJacob]

you read very well any book or life story, i am open book, for me he is the only source, we middle class suppress our feelings for the responsibilities, I THINK IN EVERY FAMILY though rich or poor woman survives for responsibilty as she is born for that, few wicked try but couldnt keep that, it needs strength too for her to take decision. but when woman wants to live for dreams she doesnt even care death too for him. dont dare to touch fire or woman in a relationship its more than a fire, a burning sun.

[Vol]

WW,
Love requires more than the heart has to give. Feelings are ethereal, made of fog which exixts in a delicate temperature gradient that never lasts, and changes by the minute. Love is also a logical decision. I WILL love this person, I will NOT be moved, nothing can change my MIND. As humans we are easily distracted by our emotional response to stimuli, and to hell with the consequences! Love without BOTH the feeling AND the commitment is not a waste of time, but almost always the source of tragedy... or comedy, I've personal experience with both.
Vol

[willweb]

Thanks man, yep, this just came from another place and it forced me to write it. : ) Not really, it just happened and this is how it turned out. Often the poem dictates to me where it is going as I am writing it,

[Vol]

WW,
Isn't that the truth! My pen seems to have a mind of its own... and it's fast too...
read moreWW,
Isn't that the truth! My pen seems to have a mind of its own... and it's fast too...
Vol

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

I have read this twice. I cannot relate to this particular person who seems to have taken love for granted and then had built up anger and rage about it. I've been on the opposite side, the one who loved truly and deeply, only to have my heart broken. It's this crushing blow to love that really hurts a person.

This was a rarity for me from you, but I enjoy everything that you write.

[willweb]

Thanks so much my friend. Just kind of my imagination following a different path with this one, though I have known people like this, both sexes. Thanks so much for reading and commenting on this one.

[Sami Khalil]

She had quite the story. Taking things for granted is not good policy. She had her way and she had her say. Does not look like she keeps promises. Time to heal and move on if possible.
An excellent story.

[willweb]

Thank you so much Sami. I failed to see this when you commented but better late than never

[Sami Khalil]

Ok. You are welcome 😊.

[Lorry]

Wow! I think I know her! 😊
This flows so well and resonates so easily that I guess more than me knew a someone like that.
Or maybe I dreamt someone who wrote spiderweb sonnets, while dreaming she dreamed me.
A plus. Take a shiny gold star and go to the top of the class! 😊

[willweb]

Thanks so much my friend. Sorry for the late reply, I missed this somehow