Tempest

When I meet your stormy glare, I shudder.

Blue skies darkened by muddy cumulonimbus.

Was it something I said?

Regardless,

Who can be sunny forever?

That faint twitch in your lip,

Feet cemented to the floor.

Can’t you talk without your hands?

Clues.

Careless words better left unsaid.

A book takes flight,

A door slams tight.

Then, stony silence.

All right.

Good riddance.

One isn’t always the loneliest number, you know.

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26 thoughts on “Tempest

  1. Debbie, I am very much enjoying the poems you’ve been sharing lately because you touch on so many things that I think we all have experienced and felt; especially in our relationships.

    “One isn’t always the loneliest number, you know.” Amen!

    Powerful piece, my friend.
    X

    • Thanks, Ron, glad it resonated a bit with you (though you know I’d never want to see you on either end of such a quarrel!!)
      Hope you’re having a superb week, my dear!

    • Me, too, friend. Me, too! And actually, I do tend to be sunny most of the time, so I don’t know where this angst is coming from! Thanks for putting things in perspective.

  2. Stunning poem … I love these verses in particular

    “A book takes flight, A door slams tight.

    Then, stony silence.

    All right/ Good riddance”.

    So much said and felt in a bunch of lines!~
    Thanks for sharing and best wishes to you. Aquileana :)

    • Wow, such high praise — thank you! Always nice to see a new face here; please know you’re welcome any time. I so appreciate your taking time to read and comment (and especially, to point out the lines that resonated with you!) Best wishes to you, too!

    • I slam doors!! My dad used to say if I ever slammed one off its hinges, it was going to stay just like that, ha! It’s kind of satisfying, though, ha! Janna, I’m soooo glad to see you here — I’ve been praying (can you feel it??). Hope your break won’t be too long, but you’ll resolve what you need to.

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