Lost Golden Halo

Been to the library, have Bible Code by Michael
Drosnin lined up - felt so good about life - about
everything, also got two Agatha Christie's: Ca-
ribbean Mystery & Elephants Can Remember

You said I bought the wrong sausage on purpose,
angry and disappointed you stormed out to get
your Russians - I am evil, justly ostracised
from your good graces

Now you have rejected my devilish offering the
evening is cold but that is all-right, why should
it be different, you enjoy your emotional game
making me feel guilty, dinner already spoiled

It does not matter, the warmth of today sustains
as I delight in cascading lines which flowed so
happily, tomorrow I shall be silent again,
silence is golden - I am gilded already

Then you apologised, I lost my golden halo
of self-righteousness, I am sorry too, though
we did not succeed in communicating then, we
are talking now, we were both right

And both wrong at the same time...

poem by Margaret Alice Second
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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