14 November 2008

*stranger*

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.

22 comments:

  1. At the end of an affair it's amazing how someone so close immediately becomes a stranger!

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  2. Sometimes the closest to us are the real strangers.

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  3. I like it...it got me thinking about where you were going with this one till the end! Loved the last line.

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  4. G'Day, thanks forthe visit.
    Your poem left me wanting to know the rest of the story. Before and after. Wondering.T'Was good.

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  5. Great poem. I especially liked how you saved the explanation for the end.

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  6. We so easily become strangers to each other. Loved the way you put it.

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  7. Very well done, I can remember a familiar situation...ooh
    thanks for coming by my blog, I'm for sure coming back to see yours!
    be well

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  8. The optimistic me says she's better off without him. I would enjoy reading the full story.

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  9. interesting pshychological insight!

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  10. I LOVE it! This is the kind of thing I like to write and read. Little words but so much meaning :)

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  11. Ouch. Growing apart is possibly one of my greatest fears now that I'm married... to a very useful computer geek.

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  12. I like the immediacy of this. It put me right there experiencing it.

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  13. It's great how you said so much with so little. I can almost see it.

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  14. Fine insight in a short piece! Nicely done!

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  15. relationships end. and its up for the people involved to make her/his partner a stranger in the coming days

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  16. You've captured a lot of emotion in so few words. Well done.

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  17. well written , it feels awful when someone who was very close turns into a stranger . . .

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  18. That really is so sad, but a great way of describing that moment.

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  19. excellent very mysterious, she seem to be still longing for his touch.

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  20. How 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.

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  21. That 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.

    Also, I want to thank you for visiting my poetry journal. :)

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