was like being an upholstered couch
situated in the middle of a room.
Catching rays of sun on good days
from lovely curtained panes,
and then
unexpectedly
being shredded on the wall side,
used like a cat’s scratching post.
Written for dVerse, the virtual pub for poets, where Laura hosts Tuesday Poetics.
lillian the home poet 
Great post 😄
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Thank you!
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Thought provoking! Am sure there are more people than we know who have shared experiences with this poem! 🥺
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your poem carries such impact with that imagery – felt every line – and thank you for joining in after your long break
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To be living with someone is both the rays of sun and the days when all is shredded to pieces… great post.
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This is fantastic Lillian.
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Excellent contrast here, Lillian.
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Very easy to connect with this poem, Lillian, it carries painful familiarity.
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An apt description of living with a Jekyll and Hyde personality.
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Living with her would have been very difficult and painful, never knowing which personality you were going to encounter. Heart wrenching.
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A cat-like personality…purr or scratch!
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