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Poem. That "was" My Husband.

Updated on March 9, 2014

That “was” your Husband!

I could only imagine

Her, or him,

It's written for

All of us.

Blowing her/his


In that usually clear

unwavering tone

Almost shouting

That was my Husband!

But no sooner

Had the blowing


A very curious

But familiar tone


The quiet respite

Which followed?

As it uttered!

What happened?

My dear lady?

What Happened?

How did this ever


How did you guys

Ever break up?

Very silently

As if not caring

To answer

She replied:

Nothing happened!

We just went

Our separate ways.

But she knew

That she was lying.

Something did


Something she

Did not really care

To think about

Too deeply then.

And now

For obvious reasons

She’s trying hard

Not to think about it


So it ended up being

A pretty quiet trip

For the duration

Of the way home.

From the very moment

That question was


The thought had not

Been excused

Not allowed to leave

Or to remove itself

From the forefront

Of her mind.

Now again

She’s faced with

That same question.

She blinded her mind


It would erase itself

The memory would fade

But it did not!

And to add Insult to injury

This time the inquiry

Was coming from

That which

No one can easily

Escape or run away

Not even

To try hiding from.

It was coming

From her own


Ones conscience

Will never accept

Anything but the truth.

In the past, our past,

Our way, our heritage,

Our tradition.

Our selfishness,

Our family

And even our truth.

In times like these

It usually will

Made her feel secure.


That she was doing

The right thing.

It would keep influencing


Telling her

That she didn't need


Saying things like!

He drank too much,

He ate too much,

He was too fat.

He was a womanizer,

Not a good father,

Work too much,

Or not a hard worker,


Now after all this time

Had passed.

Is the problem solved?

With all the acquisitions

Got a new boo?

Describe how much

Better your life

Have become to you.

Way to go girl!

How many guys

You had to change

Or simply tried to re-arrange?

And you of all persons

Started carrying a gun!

Is he is doing

All those things

That you’re Husband

Did not do?

Or it is again

You’re Time to run?

Is he attending?

To your every need?

Always sincere and true?

All those things

Only now you realize

Your husband

Would have proudly


So take one last look

At this man.

That was your Husband!


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    • Sky9106 profile image

      Sky9106 6 years ago from A beautiful place on earth.

      Thanks for reading and always a pleasure reading what your comment says Marlena.

      It's my pleasure to share, because I understand this part.

      Something beautiful happened about 5 minutes before I saw your comment, and I will ask only that you smile.

      A subliminal share.

      Life is that mystery, that we were actually put here, to first find and then work out. But only using

      "our own lives" some of us went on to do so, while others followed the more traditional and instinctual path, which requires sharing.

      When ever we decide to share, we must remember, that it always come with an infinity of questions,the hope is that they are favorable.

      Usually those questions are all best being answered even before they arrive. One such source are our parents, and our minimal experience, and even then, it will still require almost super human abilities.

      Because it still is, welcome to your life and the start of that which you researched before venturing. It'sit a way that you are voluntarily agreeing to live, we should be prepared for it.

      Sometimes you meet a "friend" that was standing staring at the same hesitation, and that's life smiling at you, loving the route you have taken and rewarding you.

      All the great and successful unions, started with a true friendship.

      In friends Part(2) I will be even more inclined, this one I have in my book the politically correct version.

      Husband/Wife.Not only what I went through , possibly you also. I made it reflecting male and female.

      .PS. The truthful answer, is actually your question. - Why?

      Sincere thanks again, and Bless!

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      Marlena Oechsner 6 years ago from Wisconsin

      Sky, I love this! Your work just hits home because I feel that in my mind, the same thoughts play out. Do people really go their separate ways? WHY? You answered that pressing question with some very detailed thoughts. Thanks for sharing.

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      Sky9106 6 years ago from A beautiful place on earth.

      Thanks frank , you did go through it just like the detective in you . P. Barnum- Bar none.

      Greatly appreciate those descriptive comments they always hit home because it's from my brethren. Back at you and with the same sincerity, a little older lol.


    • Frank Atanacio profile image

      Frank Atanacio 6 years ago from Shelton

      The energy explodes in this streamed poem.. you share compassion.. hidden passion.. loss and you simplify it by saying that was my husband Great Hub!