A cute skull in your hand,our neighbors cringing at the sight of you
sticking a hammer in its eye.You tell them, “Let me explain
about my wife, skulls and hammers make her smile.
And I love her.”
More on Hammereye, the skully that partly inspired the poem, HERE.
for Poets and Storytellers United (written for Weekly Scribblings #32: I Am Explaining A Few Things, linking to Writers’ Pantry #33: Gotta Love the Classics)
Saturday, August 15, 2020
Let Me Explain
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Skulls and hammers!! :) :)
ReplyDeleteNaturally. ;-)
DeleteHow lovely to have a husband who understands you so well! And What an interesting collection of books.
ReplyDeleteLovely and then some.
DeleteOur lives are for living and laughing, what a miserable time we'd have if we always insisted on following rules and never roll about floor in response to laughter or kindness.
ReplyDeleteIndeed...
Deletei think it's pretty hard to explain to the neighbors.
ReplyDeleteis this poetry form a cherita?
It is a cherita (I hope, lol).
DeleteHe knows what pleases you, and if it must be skulls and eye hammers, then so be it. He is special to love that about you. If the neighbors dont like it, oh well. And if they do, then they certainly know your heart well. And Magaly, I know you will take it as the greatest of compliments when I say ...."you're a bit weird". xoxo ;)
ReplyDeleteThank you! for the compliment.
DeleteLOL, Gomez and Morticia ain't got nothing on you two!
ReplyDeleteBut in all seriousness, how amazing is it to be with someone who really "gets us"? Someone who not just indulges our little weirdnesses, but delights in them? The language of love develops its own distinct accents from couple to couple, otherwise it doesn't last or isn't satisfying...and I am someone who demands to be as satisfied as I enjoy satisfying my partner. 😁
You are very wise. 😁
DeleteHammereye is so cute! Plus he skateboards!
ReplyDeleteI know, right!
DeleteAnd he skateboard is red and black!
DeleteThis makes me smile (and maybe be a little less judgmental of the IT poster that made me sleep on a couch once). :)
ReplyDeleteBwahahaha! I seem to remember a college boyfriend who felt uneasy sharing sleeping space with a anatomically correct poster of the Frankenstein monster halfway through the procedure. No, we didn't last.
DeleteAdorable. I’m glad I’m not the only one who’s big-time ready for Halloween. Or actually, this is probably just you on the year-round daily. :)
ReplyDeleteIn the words of Tim Burton, “For some of us, Halloween is everyday.”
DeleteLove the quirk that works.
ReplyDeleteAs do I.
DeleteI like this. :)
ReplyDeleteGlad you do. :-)
DeleteThat's so lovely. To have someone get you. Liked the undertone of humor in the poem
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteHumor and unconditional love. What a winning combination!
ReplyDeleteIndeed!
DeleteThis is just so sweet and adorable that you have a husband that really gets you. I'm so happy for you that you have that.
ReplyDeleteblessings
~*~
ps... Hammereye is super cute!
Thank you so much. I am quite grateful, too. And I will tell Hammereye you said so.
DeleteI don't think I've ever smile at the thought of skulls and hammers, but I shall from this point on. :)
ReplyDeleteWoooHooo!
DeleteSkulls and hammers! i can understand the neighbour's curiosity
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday
Much💝love
😁
DeleteSuch a vivid and smile-inducing poem, Maga. What a wonderful thing to spend your life with someone who totally gets you. I love, I love! <3
ReplyDeleteYay! for the smiles. And yes, knowing that we are known feels awesome (as you already know).
DeleteDoes the husband think his explanation will allay the neighbors' fears?
ReplyDeleteI think the husband is just happy to share. The neighbors will have to found a different way to soothe their fears.
DeleteThis is an amusing little write. The neighbors probably don't understand that there is one place that is triggered with delight by the simple things. I'm glad your Piano Man understands and finds it.
ReplyDeleteI am beyond glad, too.
DeleteSmiles....
ReplyDeleteGrins...
DeleteNice collection of books to have stuck in one's skull...
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