Facets of Us

Facets of Us …

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Facets of Us

I apologize I can’t be like you.

Always right is not a descriptive phrase,

At least not for me, I’m humbled by you,

the way your eyes die and vacantly gaze.

 

I apologize I don’t know everything

The proper way to place the plates in the sink

How crashing china can orchestrate a ring,

Though that’s not the way you’d do it, I think.

 

I’m sorry that you have to raise your voice,

My ears have not been as keenly attuned.

Multitasking is a lost phrase or choice,

a bitter apple that I cannot consume.

 

I stare at sin daily, and laugh in her face.

But however furious I will get,

It’s but a feather in air, floating in space,

And it will only mingle with regret

 

No regrets right, none to be had on my end.

I hope the mirror shows the same image

That your fantasy world did not append

to the curiosity of your visage.

 

I don’t think it did, but who am I to say,

Nearly 5400 days, that’s who.

In hours… days…weeks… our skins couldn’t peel away

We were symbioses, inseparable like glue.

 

Was it happenstance, when I found you lost,

Struggling, unable to stay adrift,

Unable to halt leviathan’s loft,

unable to shelter the storm, to close the rift.

 

I had played the Lighthouse once before,

But my beacon light was low on batteries.

I hope those footprints you left lead to the store,

to charge my soul, because it’s all out of flattery.

 

Where do we stand, when the novelty wears away?

Do our words echo like cavern walls,

Lost in translation with every new day,

Or do we embrace our differences big and small?

 

It is true, I can’t hear you most of the time

Is it because you’ve become so distant

Or is it because I continued to climb

And you ended up missing, resistant—

 

As though we didn’t have to adapt

To put new life forms ahead of our own

To understand the blessing and burdens rapt

Into being their everything, their home.

 

I struggle myself, wanting to be your center,

The glimmer in your eye when you speak

I know my expectations must be tempered

As our job titles again were tweaked.

 

With every new adventure that we partake

I find a new way to love you, not just you,

But your soul, the way your existence relates

To my own, how our vows stay sacred and true

 

When the priest said,” ‘til death do us part,”

I didn’t take that figuratively,

I took it literally. And my heart

grew along its path, encouragingly.

 

So at the table we sit, all of us…

Knowing our place, understanding the pains

Embracing the hugs and all the kisses

Knowing that they are not preordained—

 

That each healthy squeeze and each little peck

are a result of us, of our willpower,

our undying love, that may be tested a speck

but ultimately, is a love that flowers.

 

And as we toil through the facets of marriage,

We begin to understand that we are home

Wherever we land is home, nothing garish,

Nothing fancy, very monochrome—

 

And in-between those blacks and whites

Lie vast fields of green and emotive reds

Firmaments of azure and velvet nights

All made possible by the love we spread.

 

Through the fights and melancholy endeavors

Amity has lent itself to us each day

Right near the hearth we sit, as warm as ever,

With no fire going, just love to convey.

 

 

 

 

Paul Neglia
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Paul Neglia

Proud father of 3. Part time writer of poetry and short stories. I want to paint the world in but a few words.

4 thoughts on “Facets of Us

  • August 21, 2018 at 9:57 PM
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    Beautifully written Paul, and deeply poignant as to the acceptance and compromise in a lasting relationship. Love is earned, it is not some gift we are handed on a silver platter. And rightfully expressed here an honest and emotively penned truth of real relationships. A great piece my friend. Kudos.

  • August 22, 2018 at 2:31 AM
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    A great rendering of a lasting relationship with differences, ups and downs all there. A strong foundation of love. Well done, Paul, and a pleasure to read. Take care.

  • August 22, 2018 at 6:52 AM
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    Your last stanza summed up your bond between each other, LOVE is the remedy for all ailments shared together in a marriage. Your descriptive phrases of how two souls understand the true meaning of love. Not running or walking away from their marriage but keeping it all together no matter the issues. I just finished off a vacation visiting my favorite sister and brother in law, I introduced the two of them to each other 50 years ago and they love each other as much today as they did when they first met. It’s sad when I read that more than 50% of marriages in this generation are divorcing, rather than keeping it all together no matter what. Very beautifully penned Paul, I enjoyed this work tremendously. Kudos

  • August 26, 2018 at 4:19 PM
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    Very beautiful Paul and inspiring as well. Love is never easy, but once it becomes everlasting it is the most wonderful thing in the world.

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