An Evening of Awakenings
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| A Dinner Table at Night, 1884, John Singer Sargent |
Delicate pink illumination reflecting off my glass
Masks my disappointed face
The sadness encasing my features
The tears welling within my breast
I let you back in
I allowed you to mentally break me
And I said yes
And you said you loved me
A potentially amazing evening
Has been shattered by your
Neglectful attitude
And disrespect
The more you speak
The more I want to rrrrip the smirk
That frolicks on your lips
The glee dancing in your eyes
You think you've won
You think you pulled a fast one
You've won nothing
But a world of hurt
Because now I'm pissed
Dana
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uh oh...i think they may want to take off now, because its about to get ugly...smiles...love the rrrip...and the attitude behind this...
ReplyDeleteIf he knows what is good for him! Thanks Brian.
DeleteOt oh... and a woman when a woman is angryyyyy...is not someone to cross... LOL
ReplyDeleteGreat imagery through this... powerful...Let's hear it fr all women... Yayyy. :)
Oh oh...watch out for her...I like the rrrippling angerrr too ~
ReplyDeleteLoved it, capture the inner question - universal aspects, delicate rendering
ReplyDeleteOh yes!!! He is in for it now
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Hugs
SueAnn
You bet! Thanks for stopping by and reading.
DeleteThanks everyone! I really had some fun with this prompt! I appreciate everyone's comments.
ReplyDeleteLet 'er rrrrip! You are not a game to be played but a lovely to be savored. And deserve someone with better table manners. Much love you way.
ReplyDeleteThank you Lara! I think we all need to remind ourselves of that!
DeleteThat's sad :-(
ReplyDeleteUg - no one wins those kinds of battles.
ReplyDeleteGreat read. See why I used the cyanide??
ReplyDeleteI was thinking the same thing when I read yours! Thanks for stopping by!
DeleteAh let him have it good! Love this!!
ReplyDeleteTears do start deep in the breast...
ReplyDeleteI love the way you developed the incident using this one sided argument. You made her point of view very clear and I could feel her need for verbal caresses from him.... the shmuck! Thank you for sharing, Dana.
ReplyDeleteOh, now. That's for real!
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Nicely done, a humourous twist at the end of what is really quite a tragically all too common scenario.
ReplyDeleteUh-oh! I sense a whole wave of tears coming REAL soon...
ReplyDeleteI really, really appreciate everyone's comments. I'm feeling the love!
ReplyDeleteOh no! He was warned not to make her mad! :)
ReplyDeleteOh-oh, beware the woman who is pissed!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteI think it was Jung said that a womans inner daemon is usually a man, and a mans is a woman . Our society has been so brutally patriarchal and coldly rational dor so long, it makes me sad, i can feel the power and venom in this , and it makes me glad that you fight it , the more warruors, the better !
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