Once The Honeymoon Is Over

Sometimes you like to fight about the tub ring,
Or how she never keeps the records straight.
The casserole that lacked a certain something,
Or how she missed an all-important date.
It’s plain she used to like you better when you
Drank vodka from a melon with a straw,
And oaths you shouted heated up the venue,
With hopes you cherished still unformed and raw. 
It’s funny isn’t it, how people shape-shift?
I’m sure she’s changed a lot, too, through the years.
Her dreams of glory have been given short shrift 
Beneath a load of problems, aches and tears.
Yet sometimes she still sees the loud, fun-loving
Guy she used to know, and liked so much.
Beyond the mental pushing and the shoving,
She has become dependent on your touch.
 
 




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A former Wilbur Fellow and six-time nominee for a Pushcart award, in 2007, she has published three books, Measured By Song, Making Music. As one of two finalists in the 2013 Aldrich Press Poetry Book Award, Cook was awarded publication of the manuscript for The View From Here, her third book I During Poetry Week 2014, The Poetry Collecftion at SUNYAB, Buffalo, published Cook’s chapbook of her work. Poems and essays by Sally Cook have appeared in numerous magazines and journals such as Blue Unicorn, Chronicles, First Things, The Formalist Portal, Light Quarterly, Lighten Up Online, National Review, Pennsylvania Review, Trinacria and other venues, both print and electronic. The poet is also a painter of Magic Realist paintings. She began as an exhibitor in Manhattan’s Tenth Street Co-operative Galleries, moved into geometrics and went on from there. Her work has been exhibited at many leading galleries and museums and represented in national collections.