Invertebrate Indecision



When Miss Doubtfire moved in
to their heart,
she entered dragon tail swinging
Plastered smiling walls of bachelor resistance
got knocked down
at every single candlelight date demolition

And as the henpeck frowns
rose from the rubble,
an arthropodic shell of a man
was kinda ready 
to take a somewhat hard jellyfish stand

But those invertebrate indecisions
would most assuredly get a soft-belly planarian,
a silver hook-thru-the-nose golden band

As the calendar monthly moved closer
to the barracuda tied-knot day,
there was no getting away
from the starfish flip-flop stardust  ... 
betrothed mollusk ...
pillowy, bent-knee promise made

And that melted-butter, ducky vow 
to firmly shut close 
the proposed wedding plans gate ...
it went fence straddling again

With the solo living 
nearing an end ... 
finish line fast approaching — 
That ball-and-chain, bold bunny hop jailbreak 
was docile, turtle slug running late

Now every waffling, pansy beefcake
who dare procrastinate,
gon get the ring finger ‘cuff-link embrace 

Any indecisive invertebrate
who care-free, foolishly hare hesitate
to skip the altar aisle gait — 
They will receive 
a Groundhog Day mirror fate:

Their spineless soul shall wake each morning,
with Little Boy Blue hard eyes ...
gazing steely 
at their shrewish schoolmarm mate

Sadly looking with granite eyes,
at a face 
they’ve come to learn to love to hate
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Wolf Avatar
August 21, 2018 at 1:40 PM
Inverterbrate Indecision is … what a man gets for backing out of his life's mission. Couldn't resist that one. Enjoyed all the nuances or this write, my friend. Blessings, Gershon
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August 21, 2018 at 2:51 AM
"She entered dragon-tailed swinging" was a terrific start. "Barracuda tied knot day" had me laughing. The ending is a classic. Freddie, you never bore your reader! We never know what glorious thing to expect, and you always deliver beautifully. Thank you!
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