The Ostrich.

He sits by the fire,  head bent low

buried as in the sand.

She sits at the table, head resting

lightly on her hand.

He cannot face the fact that

something is wrong between them.

He cannot acknowledge

that they have a problem.

She tries to tell him with well

chosen words and tact.

Her offering well researched,

the truth in every fact.

He gets up and goes to the window,

looks out across the land,

removed, he doesn't hear a word

she's saying,

like an ostrich, his head in the sand.

She rises from the table.

Bags packed and ready to go.

She opens the door, takes a deep breath

and whispers "Goodbye" so low.

He doesn't give in, his pride sees to that,

yet, he'll miss her as he gets on with his life.

No one else will ever take her place,

though he cannot find forgiveness for

the one he calls

Herself, the missus, the wife.

Lower and lower and lower his head sinks

as the wind like a banshee wails her song.

Lower and lower and lower his heart sinks,

……She is gone!

 

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

Such a sad but often occurring tale. One side won't listen and you can't make them. Just this last week, my middle son's wife left him and tried to steal the kids. Didn't tell him why and wouldn't even face him to discuss it. Head in the sand--yes. A great poem on this tragic event.

[Marie]

Yes, it is a tale which many have to tell. It is a stance a lot of people take. Thank you so very much for reading and for your kind and insightful review, Sam...

[Abhilash Hegde]

Deep emotions and sad tale, but so eloquently put forth. Can't clap with one hand, so only two hearts can make one. Head in the sand, Ostrich. Problem doesn't go away, how much ever we push it under the carpet. The first step to solution is acknowledgment that there is a problem. A tragic relationship tale, written and expressed so well. Thanks Marie for sharing!

[Marie]

A heartfelt Thank you! for reading and for your very encouraging comment, Abhi. SO pleased you are back again! You have been missed! Thank you again...

[Abhilash Hegde]

Thank you Marie, yes a week's break :)

[Marie]

Most welcome, Abhi. Hope you enjoyed a wonderful time! A very big WELCOME BACK, dear friend...

[Abhilash Hegde]

:):) Thank you again.

[Soren]

Sand and so close to true as pride and rigidity wedge themselves between the love of two individuals. Poor communication the spark that lights the fire remains as a final glow in the burned out ruins. The reality of most relationships that fail in a poem. So nicely done.

[Marie]

Thank you for reading and for your very thoughtful comment, Soren. I am grateful...