The Talk ~ Poetics ~ dVersePoets
The Talk
"You know only you can do this..."
I look at him
standing there, blocking the last few rays of sun filtering through the curtains
"You've waited long enough, any longer..."
His voice trails off, awaiting my response.
I turn from him, not wanting him to see.
Back to him, I breathe deep
praying the tears that are threatening to overwhelm
don't fall...there's been so many lately
and he hates when I do this, he always has
I can't blame him
I cry over the freakin' church commercials on TV
Suddenly, his hand is on my shoulder
turning me, there is no pity in his eyes
He is strong. He always has been
The yin to my yang, my rock
My lips move, but no sound emerges
just that shaky breath, that I can't believe
carries enough air to fill my lungs.
"They're waiting."
I know he doesn't want to push
But he knows he has to.
An entire family is waiting, not knowing
and like him, they too look to me.
I nod, and take his hand in my own
and without a word
we move as one, both dreading
the conversation to come.
Today at Poetics, Claudia has teased us with a call and response prompt. Communication and conversation, swirling around us 24/7...my many and varied personalities won't even quiet themselves to let me sleep! ;) So...I've learned to appreciate the silence that can sometimes answer that call. Hope you'll join us today at the pub. dVerse is calling you...will you respond?
"You know only you can do this..."
I look at him
standing there, blocking the last few rays of sun filtering through the curtains
"You've waited long enough, any longer..."
His voice trails off, awaiting my response.
I turn from him, not wanting him to see.
Back to him, I breathe deep
praying the tears that are threatening to overwhelm
don't fall...there's been so many lately
and he hates when I do this, he always has
I can't blame him
I cry over the freakin' church commercials on TV
Suddenly, his hand is on my shoulder
turning me, there is no pity in his eyes
He is strong. He always has been
The yin to my yang, my rock
My lips move, but no sound emerges
just that shaky breath, that I can't believe
carries enough air to fill my lungs.
"They're waiting."
I know he doesn't want to push
But he knows he has to.
An entire family is waiting, not knowing
and like him, they too look to me.
I nod, and take his hand in my own
and without a word
we move as one, both dreading
the conversation to come.
Today at Poetics, Claudia has teased us with a call and response prompt. Communication and conversation, swirling around us 24/7...my many and varied personalities won't even quiet themselves to let me sleep! ;) So...I've learned to appreciate the silence that can sometimes answer that call. Hope you'll join us today at the pub. dVerse is calling you...will you respond?
Comments
"we move as one, both dreading
the conversation to come."
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What a deeply moving write and an even more awesome read. (even if this is fiction, it's darned good)
good work here!
Wonderful
~ Lib ~
Your poem evokes the heightend sense of intensity at such a moment. I was drawn in from the first line and didn't want to let go by the last!
Liked the use of ying and yang at your joint
The convo you aced for the dVerse way
As two in one had their say
Anna :o]
Beth
Hank
my curiosity wants to know, What is the news?
Well done my friend..