Mary's Chair

Mary's Chair

A Poem by Pebbles

There's an armchair
Dressed in red
It used to seat only the best
But now the cat resides
Where Mary used to dwell
The cat misses Mary
And her familiar smell

Walking through her moments
Treasured diaries tell
Of lovers lost
Never keeping all that she desired
To keen to be alone
With her cats for company
Who would need more

He came once
A quiet man
Spoke well
Good job
Steady mind
Ready smile

Mary set his life on fire
He told her she was everything he desired
He wanted to give her the world

Don't tell her she brightens your life
No it would be better if you held her throat with a knife
And don't tell her she's the most beautiful girl
Because she knows thats a lie
To true and to well
Please don't touch her with the softness of hand
Its not something she quite understands

She cries in the night when no body see's
She never ment to break his heart
Now he is down on his knee's

Mary dressed her chair in red
To match the heart
That was so misread

A life of pain
Had taken its toll

The knife she took
And the blood did flow

Mary Mary what have you done
Mary Mary  I know you didn't want to hurt anyone

When life breathes love at Marys feet
Mary remembered the pain
And decide's
It was time to retreat



© 2011 Pebbles


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Beautiful.. Good write!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Absolutely haunting yet so beautiful. You penned this well. I love the structure. A tender love/tragic poem that relates to the heartl I Loved reading it.Thanks for sharing this amazing poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Yeah agree with teh others a very kewl write well done.... damm kats

Posted 13 Years Ago


This takes my breath away.. You are so talented.. The story itself is placed into a perfect poem.. I love it Pebs... a favorite for sure..xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


P***y Cat P***y Cat....

"She cries in the night when no body see's
She never meant to break his heart
Now he is down on his knee's"

The pain of letting love slip through fingertips that were never meant to touch such joy....

Pebbles... what an epic tale you have woven....

I am also with Richard on this one... you should be proud. This is truly amazing xo

Posted 13 Years Ago


wow...' Mary set his life on fire ' ...this is brilliant with rhymes at the right time,has a beginning ,a middle and an end, perfectly layed out, i hope you are proud of this one cos i think its amazing x

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Pebbles
Pebbles

Bristol, South West, United Kingdom



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If I didnt write I would probably go out of my mind, I am inspired by everything and everyone around me, you want to know more about me just read my poetry ... all is good in my world .... The film .. more..

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