A Man A Woman
He pays the bills
And balances the
check book
I write poems and
blog
He makes investments
I paint watercolors
that seldom sell.
Years ago we both taught.
All his life he hunted
Wild
turkeys, deer, antelope, mountain goat
Elk, moose, rabbit,
partridge
We cook and eat game
He fishes trout,
Chinook salmon, white fish,
We cook and eat fish
Sometimes he smokes the fish
Sometimes while he
travels into the wild
I visit museums to
see Michelangelo, Carravagio
And Mary Cassat
Sometimes we travel
together
To distant lands: Mexico , Africa, Egypt ,
Israel
To find hidden
treasures and
Something holy:
Exotic languages and
peoples
Jungles, sea ports,
mountains coral reefs
Where I photograph
the fish
And he wants to spear
them
I travel to Norway to meet my relatives
He travels to Germany where he meets his
and visits the Rhon and eats sausages.
I go to artist
colonies where
I can meet comedians,
musicians, painters, poets
Inspired I come home
and write and paint
I love solitude as
well as people.
He is a veteran and the gregarious one
He frequents the VFW,
American Legion
the Eagles the Elks
And they drink beer
trade war stories
And if he tells the
guys it is our anniversary
They buy him a drink.
It’s an interesting
life.
It’s a good life.
He’s a man: I’m a
woman
What can we do?
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