husband and wife, lockdown edition: a quadrille


screeching tires
roared back to life
running away from
fuming wife,

leaving minty
toothpaste uncapped,
garlic burnt
with bitter bite,

lockdown birthing
silly fights.

yet once the stars
start blending the night,

wheels will return
to arms so light,

hush, hush,
let’s not fight.

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24 thoughts on “husband and wife, lockdown edition: a quadrille”

  1. Wow Wow Wow Wow! this is sooooo good!!!! So relatable. I ws all the while smiling while reading this. Much needed post for I believe many people around the world who are in the same situation.

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  2. This is a wonderful post! Close quarters test our patience, that’s for sure. So very glad the poem ended on a note of affirmation. I’m reminded of the old adage, “Never go to bed angry.”

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