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An Engagement

I have been writing poetry, fiction and short stories for many years and have completed a book of poems. I also enjoy comedy writing.



Jacob went down on one knee with his left hand across his heart

Popped out an engagement ring box and proceeded to ask.

He held on to his lover's hand with a dreamy look in his eyes.

As her faced lit up like Christmas lights with an engagement surprise

"Will you marry me Carolyn?, say yes and I will grant all your wishes."

"Well, before I put on this here ring, Jacob, did you wash them damn dirty dishes?"

"No, but I will get to them dear."

"What? You down there making proposals with dirty dishes in the sink?"

"I knew I smell something, this proposal stinks."

"My mother is coming over later, you best take out the trash right away."

"You know she hates to see a full bin, and move you stuff from the driveway."

"Get your lazy ass self off the ground with your cheap ring and go get me a meal."

"If you really want to hook up with a fine girl like me."

"Yes dear, what would you like to eat?"

"What? You wanna marry me and you can't decide on a dish?

"You are so worthless, go get me anything with fish."

"So why are you standing there, didn't I just told you to scram?"

"You better have my food here on time, darn lazy man."

Jacob sighed and stuffed the ring in his pocket.

His proposal plan kicked off, but nosed dived life a fuel-less rocket.

He held his head down and kicked pebbles as he walked to get dinner.

But decided to stop and have a seat on a nearby bench, waiting on his manliness to recover.

All he ever wanted was love and respect, a good woman to settle down with and have his kids.

But it seemed far fetch now with Carolyn, She gave him no love, no hugs, no kisses.

He took the ring out of his pocket and gazed at it as sadness clouded his mind.

He had saved all year to buy that ring, doing odd jobs of every kind.

Jacob looked back in the direction where he was coming from and it suddenly hit him like a boulder when the earth begins quaking.

What a big mistake he was actually making.

He stuffed the ring in his pocket and proceeded forward and never looked back

He was blinded by love, derailed from track

But his vision had suddenly recovered and he was no longer blind.

He saw clearly, the tragedy he left behind.

© 2017 Clive Williams

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