Jane Clemons

Sticks and Stones

Sticks and stones break my bones

Your words hurt me

I run with scissors, I step on cracks

But the last thing I need is to take you back

 

I could have married a King's son;

but instead I found you

You loved another,

but I never knew

 

All the King's gold

Decreed the man in the moon

will all be yours one day

should I not stay

 

Your words put a dagger in my heart

and you weren't even smart

When you said that you quit us

because I'm old

 

You threw

Sticks and Stones

 

I cried, I pleaded

saying that you can't leave us

And asked, "What about

our pledge of trust ?"

You were cold and

simply said that I am old

 

You threw

Sticks and Stones

 

Now you say that you want me back

But, as you said....I'm old

The tables have turned

and if truth be told;

You can have the young girl with hair of black

 

So, don't even bother to unpack

I'm going to let her pick up the slack

And have you so I can dodge your

Sticks and Stones

 

Good luck, old man...

you will need it

When the day comes that you 

will have to dodge HER

Sticks and Stones

  • Author: Jane Clemons (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 24th, 2022 21:36
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about a man who leaves his wife for a younger woman. The tables turn as he may one day get a taste of his own medicine. This was, of course, written through my own experience
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Comments3

  • L. B. Mek

    'I'm going to let her pick up the slack'
    perfect mindset! and a wonderful read
    of self affirmation of worth! thanks for sharing...
    (if those we intrust with our heart
    deem it so easily, squanderable
    then, however hard
    we must learn the true fact
    they're part of the rubbish
    bringing a stink, in-to our lives
    and must therefore be taken out
    on good riddance, collection days
    while we move on, wrap
    all our hurt, in those black bags
    of forget and move-on
    to the feel of a lighter life
    and nature's smell of Spring, beginnings
    as many times as it takes...!)

  • Jane Clemons

    Thank you for affirming my pain over a person who I entrusted with my heart. Hope my message of the pain that I felt triumphed over any bitterness that came through in the read. Your comment was exquisite...I always appreciate your comments and admire your work ! Thank you. I have much to learn

  • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

    Really like how you have expressed yourself in this ! Good poem . Words can truly hurt if used in the wrong way !



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