Designs For Freedom

A Poem by Marie Harrison

Designs of escape

Designs For Freedom

Like an ironclad coffin,

his relationship weighted his

rambling feet.

His black inky fingers grew

tiresome of continuously drafting

tedious designs of parking garages,

attending long meetings

and shuffling papers.

His hands longed to touch the smooth olive

curves and silky charcoal hair of

his newest mistress and lose himself

in her warm doe brown eyes.

He was skeptical that he

could continue satisfying his

nagging wife with his plastic

affections and his shrewd

gifts of time for her.

With so little offered to her

how long would she

continue to cling to me

he pondered?

His ambrosial dreams were

to be completely free

of his wife at last,

to sever all ties that

bind them together forever.

No love remained in

his heart for her,

as if she never

existed at all.

If only death could

take her swiftly

away from him.

Happiness and success

would flood him

once she was gone.

She was the

sum of his

failures in life,

the impetus of his

unhappiness.

© 2011 Marie Harrison

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Linear

How often men blame their unhappiness on their spouse, shame really to not keep the vows you made and try once more to love again

Posted 13 Years Ago

Angela Mulley

You've managed to create interesting image here Marie. Like something you could write a story from also. I get the picture of a man with an overbearing sense of self importance, and although the title gives it away a little bit, I still think it's a good poem with a potential to be more. Well done!

Posted 13 Years Ago

Dream Weaver

An unbelievable write Marie...Very intense detail in your
imagery and that makes for one hell of a write, well done!!

Posted 13 Years Ago

hannajade

This is very interesting!
it seems like the man would be a pyschopath, not being in love with his wife is understandible (sorry if that is spealt wrong)), but wishing her to die?

Great write:)