For OctPoWriMo Day 9 the Prompt is based on what love is or could be. Also, thanks to Michael of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting Tale Weavers. This Prompt was based around the notion of doing your best.
Eyes focused, rod and reel,
Clasped tight, pulling —
Swath of muscled scales silver.
It’s not about the fish,
Lakes’ waves lapping,
Hound dog rocked to sleep.
Not a getaway, but hideaway;
Crazy woman erupted,
Her viciousness spat on him.
Apologies mumbled, yelling escalates until,
She’s gone forever;
He sighs, lungs breathing relief.
Her memory a gag reflex;
False love hides,
Behind beauty, lies monster roaring.
His shoulders un-tense, canoe rocks;
He tried; she —
Wasn’t worth her abusive behavior.
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