A Lover’s Pursuit

Plates smash.
frames crash ,
feet cut
on smashed glass.

Memories scolded.
rules unfolded
- a lover’s pursuit
must refute.

Floor scattered
with pink, green and white.
The love poured into a meal
destroyed in one night.

The care always shown,
wanting you loved, warm and fed,
despite the fights and tantrums
which filled us so much with dread.

Walls filled with hurtful words shouted,
sofas climbed to gain the advantage.

Doors slammed
Are you in or out?
I can’t understand
what this is about.

Stop testing me.
Please.

My bags were always packed
but why could I never leave?

Reviews

[barleygirl]

As a very independent person all my life, my bags were always packed. Since I had one foot out the door, this made it impossible for another person to develop trust. I see so much of my early way of relating in your poem. I find it interesting how you begin with terse measured lines, then gradually you keep getting looser & looser in your poetic form, as if you have so much to say, it's spilling out & to hell with poetic form. Then suddenly you tighten it up again & you're in control. This cadence says so much about the way these kinds of relationships go (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Laura Kate]

Thank you so much for your sincere review Margie :) best wishes, Laura

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, the wrong type of pursuit here...the abusive one chasing the weaker one, catching her and then breaking her in so many ways. And when you love someone, no matter what it is hard to leave.
Powerful write, Laura.

j.

[Laura Kate]

Very true Jacob. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Best wishes, Laura

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the struggle felt in the words LauraKate. Like the song, should I stay or should I go? Sometime, must escape out the backdoor and run. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Laura Kate]

Totally agree Coyote, sometimes the plaster has to be ripped off. Thank you for your review.
Best, Laura