it was rush-rush, push-push
and swish-out, start-the-day time
and i was standing right behind her fragrance thyme,
fondly looking at mine, from the hair-brush
working at her fluffy hair-do,
to her savage toe-nails to her irises blue
and then, i saw it, a new emotion
that was meant not for me,
mirrored though it was,
gilt-framed and so very there;
wishing, perhaps, that it was him standing behind her?
did she wish our time away, swept aside
in the tide of her new hymn, him?
i cannot look away, riveted as i am
by this new her and wish i were him,
lord of what used to be mine.
p.s: Wrote this in response to this week’s Trifecta Writing Challenge which requires us to write a 33 to 333 word effort using the word ‘new’ (having the meaning: having been in a relationship or condition but a short time). You can check out all the entries at http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2012/06/trifecta-week-thirty.html
p.p.s: to my great delight, this was among the three winners (3rd but i’m happy to have made the mark 🙂 ) chosen by Trifecta for the week; YAY 🙂