An Evening of Awakenings

A Dinner Table at Night, 1884, John Singer Sargent




















Delicate pink illumination reflecting off my glass
Masks my disappointed face
The sadness encasing my features
The tears welling within my breast

I let you back in
I allowed you to mentally break me
And I said yes
And you said you loved me

A potentially amazing evening
Has been shattered by your
Neglectful attitude
And disrespect

The more you speak
The more I want to rrrrip the smirk
That frolicks on your lips
The glee dancing in your eyes

You think you've won
You think you pulled a fast one
You've won nothing
But a world of hurt

Because now I'm pissed


Dana




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25 comments:

  1. uh oh...i think they may want to take off now, because its about to get ugly...smiles...love the rrrip...and the attitude behind this...

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    1. If he knows what is good for him! Thanks Brian.

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  2. Ot oh... and a woman when a woman is angryyyyy...is not someone to cross... LOL
    Great imagery through this... powerful...Let's hear it fr all women... Yayyy. :)

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  3. Oh oh...watch out for her...I like the rrrippling angerrr too ~

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  4. Loved it, capture the inner question - universal aspects, delicate rendering

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  5. Oh yes!!! He is in for it now
    Ha
    Hugs
    SueAnn

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    1. You bet! Thanks for stopping by and reading.

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  6. Thanks everyone! I really had some fun with this prompt! I appreciate everyone's comments.

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  7. Let 'er rrrrip! You are not a game to be played but a lovely to be savored. And deserve someone with better table manners. Much love you way.

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    1. Thank you Lara! I think we all need to remind ourselves of that!

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  8. Ug - no one wins those kinds of battles.

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  9. Great read. See why I used the cyanide??

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    1. I was thinking the same thing when I read yours! Thanks for stopping by!

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  10. Ah let him have it good! Love this!!

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  11. Tears do start deep in the breast...

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  12. I love the way you developed the incident using this one sided argument. You made her point of view very clear and I could feel her need for verbal caresses from him.... the shmuck! Thank you for sharing, Dana.

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  13. Oh, now. That's for real!

    =)

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  14. Nicely done, a humourous twist at the end of what is really quite a tragically all too common scenario.

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  15. Uh-oh! I sense a whole wave of tears coming REAL soon...

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  16. I really, really appreciate everyone's comments. I'm feeling the love!

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  17. Oh no! He was warned not to make her mad! :)

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  18. Oh-oh, beware the woman who is pissed!!!!!!

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  19. I think it was Jung said that a womans inner daemon is usually a man, and a mans is a woman . Our society has been so brutally patriarchal and coldly rational dor so long, it makes me sad, i can feel the power and venom in this , and it makes me glad that you fight it , the more warruors, the better !

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