Weekly Scribblings Poem -- Your Dad, Trouble
A beautiful girl not quite ready
Not quite ready for expectations
Don't marry a preacher's son if you
don't want to live in a house of glass
Most preachers are sure of their rules
and
will tell you they came direct from God
don't argue the Ten Commandments
Though drinking beer not known on the mount
Our young lady drank since her teen years
Not uncommon for a lot of teens
But when you marry the preacher's son
his house will surely be made of glass
What she did where she went what she drank
What wasn't ask is why did she drink
Pressure from those watching through the glass
Drove her to drink more and more often
Her husband was caught in the middle
'Tween his loving wife beautiful
and the strict morals of his father
While he pondered wife hit the bottle
Once too often for her health she drank
Rehab for her but while she was gone
Her man looked around for a new wife
She shot him dead--father-in-law too
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021, All Rights Reserved
- I am linked with Magaly Guerrero at Weekly Scribblings # 60, https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2021/03/weekly-scribblings-60-troubled.html, who is inviting us to write new poetry or prose using “a troubled relationship” —literal or metaphorical—as inspiration.
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Labels: Fiction, Humor(?), Love Story, prose poem, Story Poem, Weekly Scribbling 21
posted by Jim @ 3/10/2021 12:04:00 AM
14 comments
14 Comments:
Wow, that is a VERY troubled relationship! Or rather, several all tangled together.
Sort of true with the lady dying by suicide. I'd rather she had won.
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A troubled relationship indeed - and a warning to young girls.
I luv be a cold beer on a hot day, And you know we have a lot of hot days here in Trinidad and Tobago
Will not be shooting anyone though.
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much love...
In any relationship there must be give and take. Coming from different backgrounds it can be hard unless the couple are utterly devoted to the other and not being the person they used to be.
Threesomes never work out. I forced an ex-girlfriend (long ago) to choose between me and Jose Cuervo. It was clear that, even with my strong urging and attempts to help her dump HIM, I would never be #1, so during one of her blackouts I packed up & left. forever. Well told, brother.
"Don't marry a preacher's son if you
don't want to live in a house of glass"
That is some very good advice right there!
A dramatic tale with a shocker ending, which seems to be drawn from yesterday's news all too often.
Some relationships start vicious cycles that don't end well at all. Such a sad business, for everyone involved...
It's all about keeping up appearances and those that live in glass houses must always be ready for the show. How overwhelming and stressful this feels, and yet you can feel aspects of it from both the wife and husband's perspective. They're both being scrutinized.
I echo Graham's comment.
I wasn't expecting that ending--quite a one-two punch!
Addiction is still a very misunderstood issue.
When I was in elementary school, I had a friend who was a preacher's daughter. She was one of those nice Christians who practiced what she preached. I knew far too many of the other kind.
Even though I was still quite religious at that point in my life, I was glad that my father was a professor rather than a preacher.
Hoping this is pure fiction ... I had a great friend all thru school, her father a Baptist preacher. The stories she could tell, the constraints placed on her, she escaped the second she could and never looked back.
Names changed no guns, the young lady died young, addiction got her, OD'd.
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