Silent Partner

It doesn’t pay to think too much when chatting is required
An open mind is where the most amazing lines are sired
No one ever spoke about a host of daffodils
Whilst ‘Head Office’ was ranting, “Look, there’s zombies in the hills!”

For watching TV, side by side, the notion in my head
Would disappear like fairy dust if just one word you said
So I will nod and smile while clinging to my latest thread 
Until you, my darling wife, have gone off up to bed

For only then can I explore each nuance and express
My feelings of euphoria or even of distress
My darling, I’m quite certain that you know I love you dearly
But, if you had an on/off switch then I could think more clearly
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Vaso Avatar
October 8, 2023 at 12:41 AM
Loved this, you made me smile! oh and for 25$ I wont give her your password!!!! LOL ( kidding)
Flood Avatar
October 12, 2023 at 8:46 AM
Thanks, Arthur. Fortunately, Annie knows I usually write from another’s perspective. Besides… $25 would procure a decent bouquet to accompany my grovelling apology. ;-)
Messina Avatar
October 7, 2023 at 5:01 AM
Love this, Terry. Careful what you wish for, partners could be silent but deadly (lol). Charlie
Flood Avatar
October 12, 2023 at 8:43 AM
To be fair it was an on AND off switch! In reality, I truly don’t try to write unless I’m alone, whether I’m sat for the evening or mowing a lawn or whatever. All in jest of course, Charlie. Terry
Lane Avatar
October 6, 2023 at 4:05 PM
I bet you just couldn’t wait to share this romantic poem with your wife. Lol Terry… it’s classic YOU.
Lane Avatar
October 6, 2023 at 5:39 PM
Shared with the wrong people it could be. I’m sure Annie enjoys your poetry as much as I do. At least those you share with her. ;-)
Flood Avatar
October 6, 2023 at 5:36 PM
Annie doesn’t know my Soup password… phew! Actually, she would find it amusing, but a little bit of her would wonder if I meant it, which, of course, I don’t. Pure fiction… although… a train of thought can be a tenuous thing. ;-)
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