Poem #3 for the RWP Poetry Mini-Challenge.
Barely
My lips part, unevenly
Unsure
I can barely feel the words rising
In my throat,
Touching my tongue,
And slipping through the spaces
Between my teeth
It’s not like I ever loved you
So why is this so hard?
We only existed in half-hearted gazes
And back-handed compliments
Holding hands because we needed
To feel the warmth of another human being
The thrill, once rooted firmly
Like a tree
Is now growing weak,
Fading swiftly
The words escape safely
Certain in their departure
Ready for a new beginning
But just barely
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A not uncommon change in relationship, yet so lightly touched and well phrased it escapes a common sense of "angst". That's an accomplishment!
ReplyDeleteThe second stanza is beautifully specific, emotional through the physical detail. And I like, "The words escape safely Certain in their departure". Simple and nicely said. Thanks for sharing.
wow. I know this experience intimately. INTIMATELY....
ReplyDeleteThe line about holding hands, only to feel another humans warmth? Slays me....