Saturday 5 March 2016


It's so unfair how obsessively you adore her
while taking me for granted.
How hard I've tried to be your ideal:
Juliet to your Romeo, so passionately
I should have won an Oscar...
whilst she can pick you up or drop you
however and whenever the fancy takes her -
yet she's the only one you dote on.

It's so unfair that I have learnt to parachute jump
and mountain climb - in spite of a horror of heights -
solely to impress you. But you've failed to notice...
when all she has to do is lie on the beach
and cultivate a tan to earn your admiration.
And I've practised so hard to become
a nineteen-fifties Bardot - your ultimate fantasy -
and tried to act as sexily. But did you respond?
No way! I might as well have been invisible...
yet she can pass by unmade-up
and tatty as a tramp, and your eyes are out on stalks.

It's so unfair how I'm always extremely careful
never to sulk nor rant and rave
when you cancel a date I've spent hours preparing for,
but just smile and say, "That's OK. Maybe another time."
Yet she can throw her tantrums
and you'll jump to her tune every time.
What she wants is all that matters.

It's so unfair how I can read your thoughts
almost before you think them, and
adapt my words to harmonise with your moods...
whilst she is arrogantly dictatorial.
So how come you hang onto her every word?

Oh it really is so unfair that it's so unfair,
and even if I could stop loving you
it would still be unfair
that I am me and not her
and never could be
that perfect.

It tragically is so unfair. So, so,
so incredibly, frustratingly, painfully,
cruelly unfair.


  1. Dearest, I wish that I had the talent to write as you do.
    You are able to word your writings with such finesse...beautiful!!!
    BTW...I hate that "that perfect" woman :)

    Lots of Hugs and Love

    1. Oh Jan...your talent way exceeds mine...both in word and are my inspiration.:)
      Yes, that "perfect" woman...grrrr...doesn't she crush the spirit!;)

      Thank you so much, my dearest friend.:)

      Much Love & Hugs xoxoxo

  2. There are many things in life that can be unfair, and the yearning for love and attention is one of them. Its a strong and delicate piece, well done.

    1. I guess there is a lesson to be learned somewhere in that "unfairness"...only I haven't as yet been able to recognise it!
      Many thanks, "B"...I truly appreciate that.:)

  3. U ARE perfect, friend mine ... and so is Ur poetry ... just quit bein obsessed with lookin 4 da Perfect man, k? Love, cat.

    1. Aww...that is so sweet of you, dearest Cat...thank you so much.:)
      Yes...looking for the perfect man...waste of time...there's no such thing...and I'm certain they think the same way about us, eh? LOL

      Big Hugs xoxoxo

  4. Loved the repetition. It adds intensity to the poem. Thanks.

    Greetings from London.

    1. Many thanks, CiL...very much appreciated! :)

      Have a great day!

  5. U ARE perfect, friend mine ... and so is ur poetry ...

    1. Oh you are SO kind...but I mostly find only imperfection within myself.
      I guess it is ingrained in the fabric of my being...but it does have a positive side - makes me strive all the harder for my goals! LOL

  6. And yet I wonder. Should she not be thanked for pointing out the flaws in this unwilling slave to her apparently effortless powers?
    Wonderful writing.

    1. Oh thank you so much, Anthony!
      Perhaps you're right...certainly leads me to wonder what attraction actually is.
      Where does it come from...and why is it only for some people and not others.
      One of life's deeper mysteries, I guess we'll never really know the answer!
      So happy you enjoyed...and many thanks.:)

  7. Hopefully fiction for the most part at least? You have a knack for setting not only the stage but the mood and emotions too, via your well chosen words Ygraine.

    Glad I clicked through tonight. Hugs and happy Sunday, G

    1. Thank you so much, Geraldine...I'm really happy you liked this.
      Yes, a fictional piece...but with just a hint of ancient memory;)
      I guess we've all been there at one time or another...:/

      Wishing you a great Monday!

      Big Hugs xoxoxo

  8. Again, you express incomparable things incomparably well. There is a sincerity of internal drama in your poem that is both personal and universal.

    1. I'm not entirely sure what prompted me to write this, Geo...I guess a fascination with the human self-image and it's close connection to ego.
      Of course we're always being told we should never compare ourselves with others...but that is much easier said than done...I know I occasionally still do it now - and I'm fast approaching my 60th birthday!
      Sad...but there it is!*smiles*

      Many thanks, Geo,:)

  9. __To imagine, a thinker might determine that: -she- and -you- are one, and that -you- are forever in an attempt to surpass that imaginary goal, that fantasy that -she- represents.
    __Self-value often hides, and we often loose our own ego. _m

    1. Such wisdom, as always, in your words, you help me to see with new eyes!
      When you come to think of comparing ourselves with others...we are really making a comparison with our own potential...because representations of the other person is in reality just that...a representation of our own perception of the person - and therefore an aspect of our own psyche.
      Crazy isn't it...a pointless inner battle?

      Many thanks for opening these rather blinkered sight is improving;))

  10. I love this one! Yes, we all have been there! And, in learning to truly be me and to truly love myself, I know now, I will never have a relationship like this again! Because I love myself and I would never let it happen again!
    The lessons we learn!
    Great poem my friend!!!! Big Hugs!

    1. Yes, these lessons really are hard to learn, aren't they?
      I made mistakes like this so many times before I finally learned the true meaning of love.:/
      I am so proud of you, Sweetie...and BRAVO!!!

      Thank you so much...and Big Hugs back! :))

  11. Really amazing dear Ygraine !!
    Send you love , xoxoxoxo

    1. Oh thank you, much!

      Sending lots of Love back xoxoxo

  12. Fascinating write dear lady. You describe so well the 'Prima Donna' the 'Princess' (every woman's alter ego) but this character only really surfaces when we don't need, or want, to work too hard to win the affection of someone. Someone we don't really want to spend forever after with, someone should tell men that :) Or not? :)
    mmmm, ../adapt my words to harmonise with your moods../ alarm bells are ringing very loudly ... I think you have touched on a subject very close to many woman Ygraine. Magic absolute magic dear lady :)

    1. To be perfectly honest, Rose, I believed it was only me...that no one else would ever understand how I repeatedly failed to hear those alarm bells...and kept torturing myself!;)
      So I guess I'm not all that unusual after all.

      Thank you so much for enlightening me, have made me feel much less the freak...:)

  13. Boa tarde, o poema foi muito bem escrito e é lindo, vivemos sempre e sempre sujeitos ao inesperado injusto, se tudo fosse perfeito a vida era um aborrecimento.

    1. So true is...and, I guess, always will be composed of ups and downs.
      Many thanks, my friend!

      A Hug:)

  14. wow, this is great - you really captured the feelings of the "other" in a relationship.

    1. Thank you so much, Sandy!

      Hope you have a great weekend! :)


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