I don’t envy the air that you breathe
Even though it fills spaces in your body
I don’t envy your body wash
Even though it sluices over your skin
And I don’t envy your toothbrush
Even though it lingers between your lips
I certainly don’t envy your office chair
Even though it cradles your perfect arse
If I had to envy anything at all… you’d be surprised
You’d think I’m gross or crazy but in fact, I’m wise
There’s nothing to envy in the everyday of your routine
People, places, things that you don’t pause to consider
I envy the junk mail in your slot each day
That you must look at to assess its worth
I envy the wind that ruffles your hair
Sending that one rebel curl into your eyes
I envy the mirror where you shave each day
Carefully considering each stroke you make
Mostly, I envy your glass of Crown Royale
The one that you savour slowly every evening
In the very way that once upon a time
You savoured every facet of me
~ kei
9 October 2015
** I didn’t make it around to any blog visits yesterday – Thanksgiving prep and a furniture moving / set up kept me away until late. I hope to catch up with the OctPoets today :)**
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powerful, tender then cut-to-the-quick ending. well done
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Thank you Janet ❤
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Perfect..
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This is really moving. It was kind of unexpected how much so…thanks, its great!
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Loved the way you expressed! Longing for things that once were.
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Exquisite Karin! I love your take, in that there is no envy of the person but of the things this person devotes time and care to! The inspiration for my envy post was far more shallow lol. Envious of a persons achievements and recognition, while I paint the walls and and never seen.
Hope you have a great weekend lady!
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My feeling is we sometimes have to go shallow, it’s a great kick in the butt as long as we aren’t lingering there 🙂
You have a wonderful weekend too! I’ll be doing that Thanksgiving thing so may be in a “turkey coma” come next week!
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The last stanza… Yes!
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Smiles. Thank you Grace K~xx
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Love this. Thank you for sharing 🙂
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Smiles. Thank you Dawn.
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You’re most welcome!
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Mmm!! That ending…That’s life sometimes. A good write.
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It is indeed! That old saying about “Don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone” works both ways when we take people for granted.
Thank you K~xx
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It’s sad when a love turns stale. The line about the chair cradling the perfect arse made me spew tea out my nose, though.
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Good! I’m glad you liked it and it was meant to be funny and ironic. I left out the stanza about gum on his shoe – a thought that I’d actually had (it was a funny moment, not sad).
Thank you so much for your visit. K~xx
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