Wordless

Wordless

A Poem by Hebe

The glass slipped out of my hand
and the juice spilled into my lap and soaked my dress
I was sitting in the corner of my favorite cafe
I saw you walking in
I hadn't seen you in a while
we had parted ways a few months ago
I was dabbing my dress frantically with the napkin
trying to soak up the juice when really I needed to make a dash to the bathroom to get this orange sticky mess out!
But you were standing right there
I felt panic, my heart was going into anxiety mode
I didn't want to confront you, not in any way, not now, not ever, not even in the next lifetime. ...if there was one...
our parting was like a tsunami hitting and demolishing everything in sight
vindictive words laced with arsenic
your eyes bulging and your face contorted with hatred and spewing poison venom on me!
I kept hearing the words over and over again
"it's you fault"
" take your garbage and leave"
"I'm done with you"
you wouldn't let me speak
I remember screaming at the top of my voice
but that just ignited the horror show
I heard glass shatter over my head somewhere
there was nothing left to say
I was in a zombie state, my reality frozen in this stoning, this avalanche of rocks
I didn't try to communicate, I didn't try to reach out,
I didn't try to reason, I didn't want to know
I didn't even want to prove who was right or wrong
You were standing in line your back towards me
is it possible to feel nothing at all, after knowing someone for so long
I tried to find a thread of connection
a reason to say Hi
but I couldn't , all I felt was revulsion!
it was as if you never existed!
you are dead in my eyes
I stood up, took my bag and walked out the door,
without looking back!

© 2017 Hebe


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Hebe,
"wordless" What a relief to read of a chance meeting of two who've parted ways without crawling and begging for a reunion. this was a great relief to behold the strength to walk away with dignity: "I didn't try to reason, I didn't want to know. I didn't even want to prove who was right or wrong....I stood up, took my bag and walked out the door, without looking back!"Cheering here!
When things are over, there is a reason. People need to move on and learn from mistakes if they can.
Blessings,
Kathy

Posted 7 Years Ago


Kathy Van Kurin

7 Years Ago

Your response showed maturity and strength. I was just impressed.This world needs a little more of t.. read more
Hebe

7 Years Ago

We gain strength with experience i guess .... i like that swept, vacuumed cleaned :)
Kathy Van Kurin

7 Years Ago

Thanks for timely response.
Pretty good small character arc! Started out fearful and anxious but in the end found a level of confidence. Good poem, Hebe! Keep it up!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Hebe

7 Years Ago

Appreciate your review 😊
Though an unhappy situation brought forth her feelings, she managed to walk way with head held high!
You have a way with story telling that seems real. I could definitely see this happening. Thank you for sharing your vision!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Wow! Very intense visuals.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Thanks Mark for your review, I really appreciate it, will be looking out for your masterpiece :)


Posted 8 Years Ago


Poetry has never been my forte but however I found this striking a chord. Very, very well written.

The only error - sunami should be tsunami.

Keep up the good work.

Mark.


Posted 8 Years Ago


Thank you Gee, always feels good to be reviewed :)
also I appreciate the correction....I didn't see it.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Gee
Hi hopefully this isn't true.....revolt, should that be revulsion. A well written piece on an uncomfortable subject

Posted 8 Years Ago


thank you ...really appreciate your review :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


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GKN
Love the way you worked with your environment and emotions to describe the panic & pain one feels when seeing an ex!

Posted 8 Years Ago



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