Hero of the Practicalities, a poem

1-1235150176CC7SWhat can I tell you?
She loved the guy …
She even loved the
scent of whiskey and cigarettes
She took note of the clues
warning of devises and vices
that she’d never acquired
She didn’t care
He was charming

Coupled in delicate balance
A yin and yang of extremes
A second marriage of differences,
fog being the common denominator ~
though his drink didn’t mix well
with her off-in-the-clouds-somewhere being
The accountant of just-the-facts ma’am
and the poet of improbable dreams
She was a trial

The bear who liked to escape to the woods,
nonetheless some comfort, a decent person
A hero of the practicalities
A maker of omelets and fixer of things
A reader, a gardener ~ An Angry Man

. . .
. . . read pain
but you probably knew that ~
a pain that waltzed with Jack Daniels,
lent itself to long diatribes and
Pilsner-inspired pontifications
It skied through the veins
Built road-blocks to his heart . . .
and in the end . . .
in the end
in the end
the pain did him in
That lost man
That well-meaning, decent
distant, funny, lost man

For K.G.S.

©2013, poem, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved; illustration courtesy of Petr Kratochvil, Public Domain Photographs.net