It Was Never You, nor I
But we both know it was the children, sad as that is to say,
for the gift they have been. Your direction and mine,
different as night and day, had one exception,
their well-being and success. Discord
may have been evident, but not forefront,
as we gave to them what we could not give
to each other, a love that is true and unending.
There was no sacrifice on our part in fulfilling
the only desire we truly had and the reward it returned.
But that time has passed. It is now time
for us to follow our own directions.
Yours.
Mine.
This poem is in response to Reena’s Exploration Challenge #171, which is to use the provided image/dialogue, “take it forward from the perspective of the opposite gender, not yours.” I initially wrote this as a short prose poem, but I feel it works better with stanzas.
Regarding the prompt – without trying to sound sexist – I’m not sure if this works, as I once was told that I don’t do well in capturing “the female voice.” And I don’t mean the audio recording.
It Was Never You, Nor I
But we both know it was the children, sad as that is to say, for the gift they have been.
Your direction and mine, different as night and day, had one exception, their well-being
and success. Discord may have been evident, but not forefront, as we gave to them what
we could not give to each other, a love that is true and unending. There was no sacrifice
on our part in fulfilling the only desire we truly had and the reward it returned.
But that time has passed. It is now time for us to follow our own directions. Yours. Mine.
Also shared with Did you know you’re in my circle? — the OpenLinkNight at dVerse ~ Poets Pub.
This is a lovely piece. I could get lost in it. Those last two lines stabbed me in the neart. Well done!
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Thank you, so much.
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This happens in families more often we care to admit. You’ve captured it well here. Nicely done Ken.
Pat
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Thank you, Pat.
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Yeah, I’m not sure i could ever undertake such a challenge, but you have clearly mastered it here, Ken. Very impressive approach to and almost unspeakable inner voice. Awesomely delivered.
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Thanks, Ron. This was a hard one to write, but it kept prodding me.
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Enduring for the sake of children… that is a strong thing to do… just as strong it is to break up and find a new bright path apart…
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Yes, to both, and a hard decision to face.
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Very powerful and impressive write Ken and beautifully read too – thank you so much… A rich experience, my fave of the night so far. Work of a professional standard, in my opinion…
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Thank you, very much, Scott. I’m sure it’s something that happens all too often.
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I listened to the audio while reading along. I found this sad. One thinks a couple must have had more in common before they had children. When they first got together…when it was just them. What caused them to drift so far apart that the only reason for their being a couple was the children? Could the children sense it? How would the children feel after they’ve left home to see their parents leave each other then? Was it a sham? This is just a really hard post to read. Powerful in its reality for many. I wish it were not so.
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All of these are valid questions, Lillian. For any couple that has experienced it, I’m sure there are infinite reasons and answers. And yes, if only it weren’t so.
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This is so powerful Ken. Well done!
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Thank you, Linda. Sometimes life requires tough decisions. For some, it may not be a difficult decision to follow through with this course.
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Enduring and that too for a long period of time for the sake of one’s children is undoubtedly hard. This is an evocative poem. You have captured the female voice, sentiments perfectly. 💝
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Thank you, Sanaa. I can be difficult for both sides.
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I have lived this. Thank your explaining/telling it so eloquently.
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Thank you for insightful comment, Ron.
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You write with righteous fervor, and scintillating sadness, vibrating heart strings and stirring naked hidden emotions. It sounds and feels like personal sharing, one of the tales of woe we all carry on the back burner.
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Thank you, Glenn. We may overcome our past, but do we ever get over it?
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Very to the point for me at present as I wonder about my daughter and son in law. Young children and both good at parenting but too tired to give the magic they once had to each other. an honest and thoughtful [poem.
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I imagine it’s even harder to find time for each other these days, when even mere necessities dictate a two-income family.
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Yes, I think so and then looked in with two youngsters!
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I can’t get beyond a feeling of sadness. You are tugging at my heart, Ken.
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Thank you, Misky. There’s not much to envy about this situation, except, perhaps the love of their children.
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Powerfully sad.
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It would be a sad situation. Thank you for your observation, Walt.
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My pleasure Ken.
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I’m sorry it didn’t work out between you and your ex, Ken. It says a lot about each of your characters that you were able to work as one in the best interests of your children. Your poem made me think of this song by Cake. Hope you don’t mind me posting the youtube link to it. If you do, please feel free to delete.
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Thank you, Lisa. Some things just are.
The Cake video can stay. As it happens, “I Want to Love You Madly” from the same album has been a favorite of my mine (introduced to me by my wife shortly after we met) for 10 years. It’s both irreverent and sincere at the same time, and it was on the playlist for our wedding.
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You’re welcome, Ken. I got into Cake music when younger son went to college in the UP. The buddy he rode back and forth with was a Cake fiend and somehow I had a taste and never looked back. Very cool on your Cake connection 🙂
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I completely get this, Ken. May I ask how old your children are now?
-David
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Thank you, David. My eldest son is 41, my next son is 37, and my daughter is 28. All three have made me proud.
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Your eldest and I are the same age!
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😀 He’s a computer engineer who lives near Cleveland. I make a point of visiting him and his family every time I drive to and from Buffalo to visit the other two.
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Beautifully read – I prefer the poem form. Your words/lines convey a truth that is hard to accept until you realize you’re in its grip: people change after children come into their lives. Two people who were happy together change, are not the same two people, and are no longer happy together. I wasn’t so strong nor was my first husband. We split when our kids were still young. We stayed friendly, never put the kids in the middle. Still, reading this, I’m envious – such a tremendous gift you gave your kids.
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Thanks, Jazz. That’s my preferred form. Sometimes it’s nice to know how others view different form.
Our children have always known how important they are to us.
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Your poem and reading resonated deeply … for those of us who could not go the ‘long haul’ but worked in tandem on parenting I say Cheers / Bravo! We ended when our children were 18, 17, 16, 11 …. it took a while to “right ourselves” but we did and they are OK … and so are we, friends forever.
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Thank you, Helen.
It’s nice to be able to be able to keep things amicable.
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This seems to happen all too often in our society! The empty nest leave and empty relationship no way to go forward. Well done!
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Thank you, Dwight. 🙂
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If only all couple could/would put the children first … too many use them as pawns. SO well done both of you! the proof is in the pudding, they are all doing well!
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🙂 Thank you, Kate.
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You’ve made a beautiful and moving poem out of an extremely difficult situation. Sounds like there were no winners or guilty parties in this one.
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Thank you, Ingrid. Every situation is different, Of course there’s hope for the best, but that’s not always possible.
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These words resonate Ken. But your wonderful children show that you and your ex made the right decision. I know many who have stayed together through difficult times because of children. Sadness, but no shame. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe. I suppose it could be viewed as a matter of stages, or more exactly a matter of layers, and deciding on priorities.
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Oh this is so relatable. Sometimes, when I see my mom and dad together not talking just sitting in the drawing room minding their own business, I get a bitersweet feeling which is perfectly described by your heart touching poem.
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Thank you. Sometimes routine is the answer, convincing yourself that everything is normal.
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This is poignant, but lovely in the way two people who couldn’t live and love each other could still have their children’s best interests in mind. I read/heard this as a story of you and your ex (your point of view).
I think my parents felt this way, too.
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Thank you, Merril.
Sometimes, when two people realize they have differing views of their relationship they still find a common ground to maintain it. There comes a time when even that is not enough to sustain it.
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This definitely resonated, as so many have said and as a child of divorced parents as well as the wife of a divorced father. My preference is for the poem version, each line giving space and time to sink in, achieve maximum effect.
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Thank you, Lynne. I decided to write this as free flowing thought, just to get the words out, but I realized I needed line breaks to give it some weight. (And yes, I’m a fan of enjambment. 🙂 )
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Your reading of the final lines is just beautiful. This hits so close to home.
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Thank you. I imagine there are many out there who experience this.
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That’s what we need poets for.
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I agree with you Ken, that the poetic form has more impact than the prose. The pace and grace of your reading amplifies the tenor and mood. I also think this voice works equally well for any gender, because loss and love are not exclusive to either. ~
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Thank you, Michael. As much as I like enjambment, I have to remind myself that it’s there to draw the reader’s attention to paths they might not otherwise consider, regardless of how it sounds when read aloud.
Yes, there is no monopoly on loss and love.
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