my husband has not yet appeared....

ISN

I don't want to get involved
what happens is
I see things one way
and he sees them another
he is crazy about me at first
and then he gets used to me
he loves my little quirks
and then he finds them annoying
I notice things about him
which didn't bother me before
he's not as clever or as cute
as I thought he was
we get familiar
he fights with me
because he's unhappy
he adored me
and I wonder why no more
I get bored
I want different types
closer to God and me
and I want to be free
free of him and of everyone
I want to look at flowers slowly
and watch rain fall on my own
read books and laugh to myself
he gets in the way
his weekly pay is my housekeeping
I'm tired of his nonchalance
when first I knew him he would jump
and laugh and smile
and know all the while he frowns
I want the kind of husband
that hasn't been invented yet.....
he would have anyone
I want a man whose intelligence reaches the stars
whose eyes are jumping with life
and who loves me
but they don't....they say they do
for a minute or two
and then they go all weird
my husband has not yet appeared....
isn't that weird....

Ms. Haiku

How would the poem be different if the main character just focused on the main character?

Ms. Haiku

still leaking faucet
reminder to fix
many things

tsopotelba

I like the poem, ISN.

ISN

thx....honesty must be very irritating judging by teh other replies....I appear to be alienating teh members.....gee.....that sux

dreamncolor

not at all. i think you are merely discussing an uncomfortable issue...something many may not have ever experienced, or don't want to think marriage could ever be like that. i liked it - it sounds *real* to me - and i am married 12 years.