sunday scribblings prompt
he reached across the table and gently touched her cheek with his open palm.
he stood to leave, she quickly glanced down at her half empty glass,
a lone tear wetting the corner of her eye.
he hesitated behind her.
she hoped he would speak.
any word.
anything at all.
something to make it worthwhile.
he sighed, putting his hands in his pockets.
footsteps away.
he was now a stranger to her after all.
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At the end of an affair it's amazing how someone so close immediately becomes a stranger!
ReplyDeleteSometimes the closest to us are the real strangers.
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I like it...it got me thinking about where you were going with this one till the end! Loved the last line.
ReplyDeleteG'Day, thanks forthe visit.
ReplyDeleteYour poem left me wanting to know the rest of the story. Before and after. Wondering.T'Was good.
Great poem. I especially liked how you saved the explanation for the end.
ReplyDeleteWe so easily become strangers to each other. Loved the way you put it.
ReplyDeleteVery well done, I can remember a familiar situation...ooh
ReplyDeletethanks for coming by my blog, I'm for sure coming back to see yours!
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The optimistic me says she's better off without him. I would enjoy reading the full story.
ReplyDeleteinteresting pshychological insight!
ReplyDeleteI LOVE it! This is the kind of thing I like to write and read. Little words but so much meaning :)
ReplyDeleteOuch. Growing apart is possibly one of my greatest fears now that I'm married... to a very useful computer geek.
ReplyDeleteI like the immediacy of this. It put me right there experiencing it.
ReplyDeleteIt's great how you said so much with so little. I can almost see it.
ReplyDeleteFine insight in a short piece! Nicely done!
ReplyDeleterelationships end. and its up for the people involved to make her/his partner a stranger in the coming days
ReplyDeleteYou've captured a lot of emotion in so few words. Well done.
ReplyDeletewell written , it feels awful when someone who was very close turns into a stranger . . .
ReplyDeleteThat really is so sad, but a great way of describing that moment.
ReplyDeleteI have been through this......
ReplyDeleteexcellent very mysterious, she seem to be still longing for his touch.
ReplyDeleteHow poignant! What I see in this poem is the fragility of all relationships, which we sometimes sustain with hope and illusion. I like the anonymousness of "he" and "she", though my heart is with the "she" of this poem.
ReplyDeleteThat is so sad! It's amazing to know how important the sense of touch is in relationships like this. Thank you for sharing this piece.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I want to thank you for visiting my poetry journal. :)