Watching You Walk...

Sometimes it's tough when a friends walks away from the pack...

 

We were never

Much on words,

 

deeming speech

a luxury.

 

We used handshakes

and joked in code.

 

We knew a glad laugh

From sad.

 

And now that

The sun is high

 

Now that you

Are walking away

 

We, sitting here,

Stunned and broken,

 

have no idea

What ‘na hell

 

We just

gape-mouth stare

 

No one knowing,

what to yell.

 

© Stiver 2008

Reviews

[Emily B]

You should have told me you had something new up. I didn't see it.

But, then, it probably wouldn't have meant as much months ago as it does now on this day. I got a call to come home on Saturday. Old friends needed me. I imagine in the coming weeks there will be other calls and trips to be made. And I will be walking toward and not away from again.

I hope all is well with you and your family.

[Kerry]

Bravo! Love this! I love the way you have the lines broken up. Very nice. Also like the way you have expressed what happens when people leave a relationship. People come and go from our lives and we don't always know how to react. Well done. :-)

[Emily B]

I found my way back to your words again. They resonate as strong and clear as the last time I read them.

[Raef C. Boylan]

Intriguing cirumstance. Very human - we often know each other well enough to feel comfortable but not to offer comfort or the right words.
I liked the tone of this: direct and colloquial.
Thanks for sharing it.

[Autumn's Child]

I really like this. The last part really hits it on the nose. Well written.

[sabrina]

Wow, that's really true. I also like the lines just being short and simple but with meaning. Keep writing!