Trophy Ex Excerpt
Category: Romance and Relationships

I never realized I was a trophy wife until I became a trophy ex. And I was both twice! You'd think I'd learn after the first time. We human beings are a bit dim when it comes to relationships. I am a prime example. 157 IQ and stupid when it comes to choosing a husband. Even more stupid for becoming a compliant housewife who put her ungrateful family at the top of the list. I was never at the top of anyone else's list, and I still am not. So I am alone, abandoned by husbands and my children. I didn't plan it that way, nor do I particularly enjoy my single status, but there it is.

So how did I become a trophy ex two times and end up alone? The tale demands telling so that, hopefully, someone will learn from my mess. Listen carefully before you make judgements. And be sure to breathe along the way.

The tale begins as follows...

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DECREE
Category: Writing and Poetry

WINNER OF THE ILIAD AWARD 1986

   DECREE

There was a time, not long ago, when love was fresh and new.
Excitement, passion, clandestine trysts,
Fair Damsel, me - the good Knight, you.
In light and love the two did reign destroying opposition.
The one for other, each together securing their position.

They owned their kingdom for one year,
a fortnight - maybe more
and harmony, a special guest, stood guard beside each door.
A marriage whole, a marriage true
the nuptial vows declared.
But Death, in all its awesome forms, would not be wont nor spared.

In spite of good Knight's holiness, in spite of Damsel's truth,
Death visited her in childbirth and stole away her youth.
Black Death awaited Lady fair, and chose the hour three;
put forth his hand upon her head and stated his decree.

"Noble lady, wise and fair, this world is not for you.
The angels mourn their dearest friend and there is much at home to do.
Arise, good soul, and walk my way, the loss is not too great.
For those who understand the wise await at Heaven's Gate.
As for your husband and your child, they shall be blessed in life.
For they've known the joy that love can bring in a mother and a wife."

The damsel then stretched out her hand and walked with Death in tow.
But turned to see her child breathe and kiss her husband's brow.
"I shall return one day," she said, although they could not hear,
"I'll be there as a summer's rain or whisper in your ear."

The good Knight lived for many years in spite of Death's decree.
The child grew and never knew life's painful misery.
The good Knight swore that Damsel fair, would never be forgot.
But Knights have hearts that need to love and brave souls that do not.

(c) K. de la Lama

(Just a little break before posting LAIRD OF THE MIST - 9)

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