Honey

I’ve known where he goes. How could his longing be a secret? Especially when I see the hunger in his eyes when someone says your name. At last he understands how his desire can be his ruin. Yet that knowledge means nothing when his mouth desires only to be filled by you.
  
I can only watch
his delight in licking lips
still sticky from you.


This poem was inspired by a prompt at Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads: Love Hurts. It's also linked up to Poets United Poetry Pantry 391

56 comments:

  1. Agh! The closing lines! You capture the betrayal so perfectly in these short lines. I LOVE the responses to your prompt. Such good ones!

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    1. Thanks Sherry! I wasn't sure I could pull off a poem with this theme, but I am happy with the results.

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  2. Dolly' s version has none of the impact you gave - sensational!

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    1. Aw! I think Dolly's amazing, so this is really sweet.

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  3. Wow! This is really intense. Well done!

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    1. Thanks Mama Zen. It's not my usual style so I'm glad I was able to execute this in a satisfactory way.

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    1. Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!

      OMG, just when I got done laughing, I imagined the poem as if it were being read by Rabbit and cracked up again.

      *wipes eyes* That's hysterical. Even when I'm trying to be gloomy I evoke ghosts of childhood stories. I'm going to have to work harder next time.

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  5. Damn that Jolene anyway. Tail shaker home breaker.

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  6. Nice write. It is sad, as your writer laments, "I can only watcH ..." Bolder women in Texas have done some very malicious things to their men when they stray.
    Google "Bobbitt's revenge Texas"
    ..

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  7. This is so good, Rommy, especially the way you directly address the other woman as 'Honey' and then extend the metaphor. Great choice of song, too.

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  8. Not just losing a lover but a friend also (at least that is what I read)... the stickiness of the lips is so well done.

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    1. I hadn't intended it when I wrote it - but yes I can see that now. Cool!

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  9. Ah... that knowing she isn't really gone -

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  10. I told my husband of he ever did this to me, he'd disappear and the pieces would never be found.

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    1. *snicker-snort* There are plenty of places in Philly and the surrounding 'burbs to scatter a body.

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  11. I am left wondering just what in the Hell you have planned! Love this!!

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  12. Yes, now write the revenge poem! He deserves everything you throw at him!

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  13. I can only watch
    his delight in licking lips
    still sticky from you.

    Reflects very much the mood as suggested by the prompt, Rommy! Nice to relate it to a great singer.

    Hank

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  14. Nice haibun; short and [sweet?]

    much love...

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    1. LOL, sweet with a load of bitter served up inside.

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  15. Sometimes there is no cure but the bad after taste years down the line.

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    1. Yes, sadness like that lingers for a long time.

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  16. Ouch! It's hard to recover when we realize the person we loved most has fallen prey to another's charm. Powerfully penned, Rommy!💞

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  17. That is a deep hurt beautifully crafted in this haibun!

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  18. Really one's unfaithfulness is often NOT a secret. The eyes and the licking lips often tell the tale!

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    1. Yeah, usually there are signs something shady is going down.

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  19. It is good to vent ones feelings now and then. Your graphic word picture spared us no sad detail, and the narrators sadness and anger was quite apparent.

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  20. Well, you covered the prompt very well. Nice!
    ZQ

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  21. You have captured the age old paradigm of passion and betrayal brilliantly, here - and capped it with the perfect title: Honey.

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    1. Woot! I wanted to branch out and try a different theme.

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  22. Sensual, sad and real. Your poem captures these feelings and yearnings so well.

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  23. Agree with Myrna.. sensual, sad and real! Can one really fight that once it sets in?

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    1. Yeah, it gets very sad as I pull back and picture the whole scenario.

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  24. This is so good! The close is sticky-lipped perfect!
    You MUST now plan revenge...
    Anna :o]

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  25. So succinct and powerful. Love the title!

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