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.
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 
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.
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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!
You def. found your genre, Debbie.
I so much appreciate poems w/ less words! Fabulous stuff. xxx
Ah, Kim, your words are music to my ears! Thanks so much for honoring my fledgling efforts at poetry-writing! xoxox
That last line reminds me why I am proud to be independant today. Totally got the message there!
Thanks, Christy. I’m a fiction-writer, by golly — and I don’t know where this sudden outpouring of poetry is coming from. Probably my subconscious working out stuff, don’t you think?
Debbie, yes and that’s what’s going to make for great poems from you! Have a nice weekend, my new friend 🙂
What a sweet thing to say! Thank you for your encouragement, Christy, and I’m so very glad we “met”!!
Very nicely done, Debbie! A stormy glare can be intimidating, but we mustn’t let it be. Also I liked the cumulonimbus…that was really cool!
Do you think so, Professor? I guess a good storm does clear the air, doesn’t it? Anyway, thanks for dropping by with your encouragement. I’m not entirely comfortable with writing poetry, but we all need to stretch outside of our comfort zones every now and then, right?
Absolutely! And you should feel proud of your work, I say!
Bless you for saying that! ‘Tis just the encouragement I need right now. Nice to know my friends are in my corner!
Sure am!
oh wow. this is minimal and powerful
Thank you, Barb — very much appreciate your encouragement!
Strong poetry, my dear. (Who would want to be sunny all the time? Doesn’t sound very bright to me. Giggle. Sorry. I laugh sometimes when things become uncomfortable. )
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.
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!
Powerful lines about the universal human condition. Thanks for sharing, Debbie.
Thanks for reading and commenting, Pat. Glad you enjoyed it!
I can relate! But I’m glad I’m only reading about it and not experiencing it. I’m a conflict avoider! 🙂
Thanks, Terri. Always great to see you here — glad it struck a chord. I guess there’s a lot of “fighting Irish” in me, though, ha!
I tend to avoid conflict, which gets me into a different kind of trouble. Maybe I should try throwing something next time 🙂
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.
Thanks for the prayers! I’ve had some really dark days, but am hanging in there. Haven’t written a thing since that post… maybe soon.