Stanley Miller Williams

(1930 - 2015 / Hoxie, Arkansas)

If Ever There Was One - Poem by Stanley Miller Williams

She could tell he loved her. He wanted her there
sitting in the front pew when he preached.
He liked to watch her putting up her hair
and ate whatever she cooked and never broached

the subject of the years before they met.
He was thoughtful always. He let her say
whether or not they did anything in bed
and tried to learn the games she tried to play.

She could tell how deep his feeling ran.
He liked to say her name and bought her stuff
for no good reason. He was a gentle man.
How few there are she knew well enough.

He sometimes reached to flick away a speck
of something on her clothes and didn't drum
his fingers on the table when she spoke.
What would he do if he knew she had a dream

sometimes, slipping out of her nightgown—
if ever God forbid he really knew her—
to slip once out of the house and across town
and find someone to talk dirty to her.


Comments about If Ever There Was One by Stanley Miller Williams

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (9/12/2016 11:34:00 PM)


    She could tell how deep his feeling ran.
    He liked to say her name and bought her stuff
    for no good reason. He was a gentle man.
    How few there are she knew well enough.
    There should be honesty in thoghts too for a perfect conjugal life. Thanks for the sharing.10 for it.
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  • Mizzy ........ (9/12/2016 3:37:00 PM)


    Entertaining poem.....Good post! (Report) Reply

  • (9/12/2016 9:54:00 AM)


    well-encapsulates the film 'Belle du Jour'. MM (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (9/12/2016 6:57:00 AM)


    Love and dreams! ! He wanted her there. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Bharati Nayak (9/12/2016 4:03:00 AM)


    The feelings of a faithful wife about the loving and caring husband- -How she wished her loving husband should never know that she even in her thoughts went out of her way to find some one else. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 10, 2016

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 10, 2016


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