Goods and Chattels*

There’s a sudden rise in tension
On the business of workplace pensions,
The Laws of Olde maintaining a line
That not being wed is far from fine;
Those years, decades, of solid commitment
Deemed by some to be insufficient,
Simply for the lack of a permanent contract
From which, it appears, so many retract
Finding out in spite of resolve
That Happy Every After eventually dissolves.
The pragmatism of daily life,
The greatest challenge for Man and Wife;¹
Their fantasy balanced on the edge of a dream
Where things are rarely how they seem,
Alongside the trappings of daily living
Where Taking so often outweighs the Giving.
The putting of one foot in front of another
A complex journey for both the discover,
The Gestalt1 of wedded harmony
Too complex to rest on a pile of money,
The Having and Holding for Better or Worse
Running the gamut from joy to curse,
Time the definer of committed endurance
(Unless, of course, there’s some kind of insurance,
The Pre-Nup apparently commonplace
Pre-empting divisions and saving face,
Theoretically avoiding arguments
That too easily devolve to a matter of presents:
The who-gave-what and what-to-keep
Extenuating loss of sleep,
Resurrecting memories
Of, ‘Do you remember who gave us these?’
While quietly trying to hide the shame
That neither can remember that relative’s name,
Each one in turn concealing
Resurrection of long-lost feelings,
Forgetting momentarily
The reason these things came to be.
An equal partnership, indeed,
Needs more than money to succeed.


¹ -a matter of poetic pragmatism: absolutely no moral judgements intended


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