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widow in black

artwork by Jack Vettriano

           
he died in her arms
i was kissing the kids goodnight
she didn't deserve that honor

i don't deserve the shame
of the awful truth she hid
beneath my perfume

infidelity has a way
of entering the room silently
and then pulling the floor out

a tug here, a drag there
at first you think you're imagining things
then Gibraltar tumbles

beware those passing fancies
my dears
they just may be the death of you

Rene ~ July 2012



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  1. dang....from infidelity has a way on this is gut wrenching, real and powerful...def like playing with nitro and praying it does not blow...

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    1. i know i been here...i just get excited to see you...smiles...happy OLN

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  2. So true, one way or another.

    I liked this.

    =)

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  3. ... 'infidelity has a way of entering the room silently and then pulling the floor out' ~ MY GOD, this is so honest.

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  4. Having been on both sides of the lifequake, you captured this elegantly and swiftly and caustically. Excellent.

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  5. The opening lines catch our attention immediately, and as for the stark warning at the end - it sent a shiver.

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  6. I know more about that than any human should. Powerful phrasing that got it just right. Bravo!

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  7. I like the tug and drag mirroring her cigarette...nice write Rene...a zinger...

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  8. You say "Not the Rockefellers." Why not? It's Nelson's story...

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  9. oh my Lord, you always kick ass.

    And HEY, I love the makeover. Where have I BEEN??? Sweet Cheezus.

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  10. You always amaze me with your honest word wizardry Rene! Love this! :-)

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