NaPoWriMo April 2021 – 30 Poems In 30 days.

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29/04/2021DAY 29

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The Window Of A Different Past - An Original Sestina.

1
She stared through the window at her past.
There she was, no sons, but two daughters.
The man was her first love, now husband.
By the look of things, this was her life
But where? how? The house wasn't the same.
They were having breakfast, she looked bored.

2
Yes, she did, the girls talked; he was bored.
Was the window an alternate past?
It was different but just the same.
Not two sons, but two lovely daughters.
She had always wanted girls in her life.
Would she have had girls with this husband?

3
She had wanted him for her husband.
Then why was it they both look so bored?
She had imagined a dreamy life
With him, but this like her real past.
The girls looked close in age, two daughters
Were her ideal but this looked the same.

4
Her husband gave her a peck, just the same
As her real one, how could this husband
Be so alike, except for daughters?
Did all wives and husbands end up bored?
Where was that great passion of the past?
Did it stop when they settled for life?

5
Going to work, bringing up kids - life?
Could she hope it would not be the same?
What message had this look in the past
For her - to get rid of her husband?
Do something to stop him being bored?
She felt sad there would be no daughters.

6
They could adopt she thought, two daughters.
Then she would be happy with her life.
Surely, that would stop them being bored?
She wasn't sure if he would feel the same.
She had to go, speak with her husband.
The real one not this one from her past.

Envoi
Maybe daughters would not be the same.
Life could be strange she told her husband.
At least with our girl,s we won't be bored.

©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2021.

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And now, for our prompt (optional, as always). This one is called β€œin the window.” Imagine a window looking into a place or onto a particular scene. It could be your childhood neighbor’s workshop, or a window looking into an alien spaceship. Maybe a window looking into a witch’s gingerbread cottage, or Lord Nelson’s cabin aboard the H.M.S. Victory. What do you see? What’s going on?

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