DAY 2: Serial Visitor

One morning
he came, stayed
and was pure bliss.
Forever shone in his
bronzed countenance.
Nighttime came,
he left me

Once gone it
seemed only an instant
he was here with me.
Yet I measure
the strained passage
of time in meter,
rises and falls
of torrential emotions;
arguments skipped with
silence driving and cementing
the greatest wedge.

This new morning,
however many years hence
I wear hard-fought wisdom
fashioned from efforts
of trying to sustain
what wasn’t meant
with this
way wrong man.

This morning, I’m grateful he’s left me.

©2012 Shari Lynne Smothers

A Visitor Poem for Day 2 of the 2012 April PAD Challenge with Robert Lee Brewer

About Shari Smothers

Welcome to Telling Stories, my creative writing space. My name is Shari Smothers. Poems help me to understand the world and to explain my world to others. They're my premier story telling tools. There's more to come, so please share with me through reading, commenting, emailing. Learn more about Shari here. And do come again!

2 thoughts on “DAY 2: Serial Visitor

  1. oh how I know the way wrong man…! Love this poem…I didn’t get the prompt until this evening so my “marriage” poem is tommorrow!

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