The Lonely Poet’s Wife

As he sits in a writer’s daze

His pen flows across the page

Wandering from thought to thought

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It’s all for the thrill of the chase

With these dreams he’ll race

Not caring if the thoughts get caught

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“It’s a circle of not knowing

If I’m coming or going.”

He says with a nervous smile

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“I can adapt to change

When the world’s estranged.

I’ve been doing it for a while.

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She crept in my heart like a disease

& she could kill me if she pleased

But in a way she saved my life.”

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She is of beauty and of wonder

Like the lightening and the thunder

She is the lonely poet’s wife

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“& when she said to me,

‘Please just leave me be’,

I’ve often tried to replace her

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Empty one night stands

Can’t compensate the emotional demand

I’ll never rest without her.”

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As the lonely poet sits

His heart seized up in fits

He prays to see her smile

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He’s still in the realm of not knowing

Whether he’s coming or going

But he knows he’ll be a lone for a while

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He’s begged upon his knees

He’s tried so hard to please

His teacher and his bride

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But when the sky falls down

& no hope is to be found

He has no where left to hide

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“To run from her is a sin…”

A pause as he begins

To justify his mistakes

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“I’m trying to avoid the pain

I’ve felt time and time again

When she causes my heart to break.

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It may sound absurd

The way I justify my love for her

But she’s the only love I’ve had.”

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These words were written

By a poet not tear stricken

But in his heart he’s sad

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Born and raised in Toronto, Eli Jakeman started writing poetry twenty-five years ago.   Nowadays,  he is concentrating on his podcast and stand-up comedy.