That’s Not The Intent

Photo by Elan Mudrow
Photo by Elan Mudrow

We walked the old trail

Full of abandoned orchards

Until we reached the dock.

Smooth and new, sticking out

Into the river

Under an unfriendly sun.

Others, on the dock …fishing with

Umbrellas blocking the seeping heat,

Their poles lying at their feet.

Nothing is caught

That’s not the intent.


I, who have never fished…..are

Frightened by the sound

Of soft-skinned fruit….

Overripe, hitting the ground…..

Hard…..From sundried branches….

As if they are wild…creatures hiding

Among the blackberry thorns.

You, having fished, used to

Drag carp and mudsuckers

Home, abandoning them

With line and hook

Still lodged in their gaping mouth


We kiss together

Under a tree that sheds leaves

Before it should.

You think of autumn….and

When will the fall swoop in

And chill the ground?

I think of the red aphids

Crawling among the dried leaves

Scared one will get caught

Upon the blanket

I’ve brought for us to lay upon


You dip a chip in hummus

And sip the golden wine

Noticing a small dry spot

On the knuckle of your thumb.

I am worried about

The naturalness of my body

Bumps and lumps.

I pick up some the fruit,

That frightened me,

And take it home

You dab your tongue upon your dry skin

In a soothing gesture

22 Comments on “That’s Not The Intent

  1. Oh ….and if the ‘conflicts’ lie outside the relationship …if the love of the couple is strong enough they can ride it …it might make them stronger and those causing the ‘conflict’ will eventually accept it:)


  2. Not necassarily ‘conflicts’ ….differences and maybe the odd disagreement yes ….but how boring it would be if not …as long as the 2 lovers accept and love each other’s differences …maybe some compromises along the way but moving in the same direction and not pulling apart it could be colourful and beautiful …the angst and subsequent ‘beige’ existence banished for good …and thus a happy ending:)


  3. Sometimes two very different people can be perfect for each other. 🙂 The scary sound of overripe fruit falling to the ground reminded me of a pear tree we had when I was growing up. Your photo was lovely as well, capturing the beauty of nature both close-up and far away. Well done, Elan.


  4. Hmmmm …..the way I see it is …the blanket will warm the chill of the Autumn ground ….and the red aphid intruding? ….well …it would either get squashed or …if not wanting to hurt it …the 2 lovers could gently blow it away …let it carry on its little aphid journey in peace …or am I getting completely carried away with this poem?:D:D:D
    I LOVE your poems but sometimes they are SO riddled with ‘Lovers angst’ I just want them to chill out and have a happy ending:D:D:D

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