A Woman's Plight

Disintegration

Candid Corvid Productions

She slipped and scoffed at him
That burning hell-hole of angst

Pouring lavish resentment
Into stewed remains of love

Something she’d never have done
No matter what anyone did to her

But the sick, thick, twisted irony
Kept choking – corrupting senses

As witnessed generation patterns
Acid-pouring on purity’s memory

So she lashed out in a short burst
Because he had untrained her dog

Who was too big to be jumping up
And now had adopted anarchy in

The name of another’s propagation
Passive-aggressively unraveling all

And she clipped that it was his fault
The thick skull had cracked his tooth

Ashamed that she had degenerated
Unable to restrain responding rage

A Woman's Plight

Max

Candid Corvid Productions

I’d gone on a quest
To find a male spirit

I could bond with
To replace my ex

And found him
In a crossbreed

His feathery, lanky hair
Sifted between fingers

Cascading beautifully
In strength reassuring

Warmth in his kind eyes
Laughed adventurously

I’d forgotten there was
A pair of hazel worthy

I showed him that there
Was more to life’s living

He helped me feel that
I was worth everything

Yet I knew that if I
Loved him as I felt

I might seal that door
To my own partnering

And so we grew distant
Until he chased a sheep

And I had to
Rehome him

We don’t speak often
Of how our hearts ache

And of the other one
Who passed as kitten

Where Demons Tread

Dear Friend,

Candid Corvid Productions

I know that we’ve both
Yearned for deliverance

Yet do not be afraid
Once we’ve acquired

If things do not go
According to vision

What has driven us to find it
Is merely a new door opening

Where life begins again
In next level complexity

I think we could manage it
If we rise to the challenges

Keeping each other in mind
Holding our bond as sacred

Where Demons Tread

Dear Friend,

Candid Corvid Productions

“They speak of age, yet it is more about life experiences, interpretaions, and vision; emotional, spiritual, and psychological intelligence; what drives and motivates – as well as what we can give and provide for each other which dictates compatibility.

I find it fascinating how similar our trials and growth in understanding have been – to the point of how this could have come to be becomes difficult to logically comprehend, for the details in lifes’ design and how we arrived here have been vastly different.”