Cast Away

I am cast off, useless baggage  
as I wait like a fixture 
outside your door 
discarded and ignored. 

Oh, daggers of my agony!
I pose a threat
though I know not why
as I wait outside your door. 

Am I seeing a dull, nameless puppet?
as I’m yanked and pulled
ripped and torn
as I wait outside your door. 

For you hold the ace
our grandson!
the innocent one that I adore.

How you tease me
first you come
then pull away
for I cannot enter
your locked, blocked door.

Your house, too messy
Do Not Enter! plastered
outside your wretched door! 
Still I wait, an unwanted relic
outside your impossible door. 

Do I hear shouts? Curses?
My son and yourself 
you, his wife! 
Oh, the pestilence! 
a daughter by his marriage
living inside that impenetrable door!

I am numb, washed all over
anesthetized, nothing
numb and ignored
waiting outside your deafening door!

My presence has created a war!
Jealousy is a demon that I abhor!

Pit of blackness, dirge of sorrows
more and more!
Weary laden, I turn 
from your damning door
besotted and forlorn
as I whisper “nevermore”.

Written on 2/10/2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Pandit Avatar
February 11, 2018 at 7:21 AM
You expressed the emotions splendidly in this poem Laura...agony of torn feelings..longing to be with family. Well written, as always..best for a win.
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February 11, 2018 at 2:57 PM
Thank you, again, Vijay, for taking the time to comment on my poems! I really appreciate it :)
One Avatar
February 10, 2018 at 5:49 PM
Damn not a pleasant mother in law relationship with daughter in law... a remy unique take on this difficult contests... great use of metaphor... You poetry has really developed very well...
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February 11, 2018 at 4:15 AM
Something that happens to so many, had a feeling this was not fictional...
Leiser Avatar
February 10, 2018 at 10:15 PM
Yes, despite many red flags, our son married a woman that is emotionally unstable, I'm afraid. We didn't go to the wedding, but have tried to get along with her...mother of our grandson. I can only care for her with the love of God...impossible on my own!
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