The First Wife

She is making do

with the harsh realities

of a bad year, sewing

a winter's quilt from

the left-over scraps

of a tossed over love

left at the curb

on his way to greener

pastures. The chaff

from their last autumn's yield

now stuffing a mattress

heaved of all affection

she broods the mare's nest

of a pantry's death-dealing

spices, plotting how many

steps to cross

the mocking moor;

whether by moon or

rueing sun she'll bake

her vow's last installment.

Ken e Bujold

Reviews

[W. Barrett Munn]

Another type pain comes later, for some, who realize how severe the damage caused by the their leaving. There is no good way to unwind a mistake.

Winston

[Kelly Scheppers]

I love your style. I've never read you before, but I really enjoyed this...the way in which you broke your lines, is fascinating. Nice to meet you, Ken!

[Ken e Bujold]

thanks for the visit Kelly. Always thankful for a new reader, glad you found something of value.

[Chris Shaw]

I was a first wife once. I am now a second wife to someone else. You reminded me of a time I would rather forget when the ex moved on to greener pastures and I was left holding the baby. Thankfully now my days are happier. She gave you a bad time didn't she? Left overs are unpalatable. Felt this one Ken.

Chris

[Ken e Bujold]

I wrote this with a dear old friend in mind, who went through the whole messy process a few yrs back, and really hasn't fully got over the hump yet. By times her bitterness is palpable, and while understandable, I personally think she is better off without the a*s, who I never really got along with all that well

[Chris Shaw]

Pleased to hear this is about someone else's misery and not your own. Bitterness is a rotten pill.

[Lisasview]

Interesting and delightful read my dear friend..
For some odd reason your last line did not appear??
Lisa

[Red Brick Keshner]

All my female relatives were first wives. This puts a particular light on that situation. Much appreciative!