Distance

We still liked to walk together and explore the woods nearby,

even though a dissonant distance had now grown between us.

Our walk this day was much like the others, making observations

of the direction our pathway may take.

Across the trail we pushed through tangled brush and eye-level

tree limbs and soon came upon a small but steep incline.

You climbed up before me, and I behind, reached up to take your hand;

You declined.


An entry for dVerse Poets Open Link Night ~Week 73 hosted by Tashtoo:  http://dversepoets.com/2012/12/04/openlinknightweek-73/

Advertisements
Previous Post
Next Post
Leave a comment

34 Comments

  1. Take my hand.

    Like

    Reply
  2. Oh, that gave my heart a little lurch–and a tear in my eye. I thank you so much for reaching out.

    Like

    Reply
  3. gracefulglider

     /  January 8, 2011

    🙂 i smile not at you but at understanding.
    Appreciate you sharing

    Like

    Reply
  4. Your poem. Tears!
    Michael’s respnse. More Tears!
    And isn’t this just how it feels sometimes?

    The poem is understated, but the emotions explode.

    Like

    Reply
    • I had the same response that you did–Jamie. This was a true incident with my ex–it left me with a hurting heart. When I saw Michael’s response–my heart did give a lurch of surprise and then my eyes filled up with tears. I was stunned and so touched by his kindness.

      Thanks for your comment and sharing your reaction.

      Like

      Reply
  5. this was really touching gayle. it happens sometimes in walk of life, it teaches us to climb ourselves. 🙂

    Like

    Reply
  6. One foot within
    Next one is creative
    No moment but Now

    enjoy Bodhirose(+)
    soulbro* 🙂 xoxoxo—{–@

    Like

    Reply
  7. That dawning moment of comprehension…So often people aren’t who we thought they were…

    Like

    Reply
  8. ugh…not really on your side now are they…even though they feign it…yet when push comes to shove…well the truth comes…

    Like

    Reply
    • This was a true experience for me…his behavior did not really surprise me but I had hoped for something else. When all the hope was gone, so was he…

      Like

      Reply
  9. Declining someone’s hand is definitely a perfect example of the distance between two people. Nice!

    Like

    Reply
  10. Such a beautiful poem. the “you declined” was my favorite part.

    Like

    Reply
  11. Gayle, this hurt. I can’t imagine love disintegrating to that point. On second hand, yes–I can.

    Like

    Reply
  12. Wow, the ending to this was so unexpected until you read it again. Only to see, it was there all the time. You say so much with so few words, but what is said is powerful and has such resonance.

    Like

    Reply
  13. Yes, as someone up above said: “That gave my heart a little lurch.” It was very well done – unexpected.

    Like

    Reply
  14. Sigh…. beautiful !

    Like

    Reply

Please share your thoughts...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Wightrabbit's Blog

Words and Pictures from my Kaboodle on The Isle of Wight

writing in north norfolk

Writer of children's literature, short stories and poetry

Lady Nyo's Weblog

A woman writer's blog with invitations to other writers

Poetry Breakfast

Beginning March 20th, 2016 Poetry Breakfast will once again serve a little poetic nourishment every morning. Start your day with our new expanded menu. Poems, of course, are our specialty. But we will also be serving a fuller menu that includes poetry related creative non-fiction such as letters to and from poets, essays on poetry, and anything else that might feed a poet and poetry lover’s soul.

Mithai Mumblezz

Thinks and again mumbles!!

findingtimetowrite

Thinking, writing, thinking about writing...

mindlovemisery

"We're all out there, somewhere, waiting to happen."

NavasolaNature

Nature needs Nurture

Whimsygizmo's Blog

poetic ponderings...parenting...procrastination...

Tao of Scrumble

A freeform way of life, love and everything

Sharp Little Pencil

Amy Barlow Liberatore... stories of lost years, wild times, mental variety, faith, and lots of jazz

silentlyheardonce

A Silent poet shouting to be heard

generaliregi

Romance of Five Clouds and Magical Poetry

kanzen sakura

South meets East: Poetry and Musings - words of the seasons

Poems, stories, paintings and more by Sharmishtha Basu

(Agnijaat, Agnishatdal, Agnijashatadalama, Indie Adda)

This, that and the other thing

Looking at life through writing and photography

jaywalking the moon

poetry by claudia schoenfeld

She's Writing

Poetry and Prose

Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple

Growing older is inevitable. Growing up is optional.

everyday amazing

spreading good cheer, fun & love for life

Michael's Lair

Just Write WordPress.com site

Björn Rudbergs writings

Poetry and fiction by a physicist from the dark side

The WordPress.com Blog

The latest news on WordPress.com and the WordPress community.

THE BeZINE

Be inspired...Be creative...Be peace...Be

bardessdmdenton - author- artist

Historical and Literary Fiction / Essays / Poetry / Reviews /Book Cover and Interior Illustrations / Pet Portraits and Other Commissioned Artwork ... "Handle a book as a bee does a flower, extract its sweetness but do not damage it.” ~ John Muir, naturalist, author, 1838 - 1914

Soul Dipper

Spirit Builder by Design

Contemplative Moorings

The official blog of unofficial author Michael Marsters.

Ramblings From A Mum

This is my journey, my thoughts, my views, plain and simple and from my heart. Please travel with me and share, hopefully it will be an interesting trip.

bwthoughts

copyright 2013 - no reuse without permission ( see bwfiction.wordpress.com for fiction and fantasy )

"On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea"

All Is One With Our Creator

MyHeartBlog

Take Control of Your Health

The Daily Post

The Art and Craft of Blogging

Wanjiku

poetic inspiration from life's simplicity

k8edid

Mumblings of a Middle Aged Madwoman

IN MY NEXT LIFE

if I go around more than once then ...

I Rhyme Without Reason

I live in words

Soul Speak

'You may say I'm a Dreamer, but I'm not the only one' ~ John Lennon

~ Dragon's Dreams ~

Carpe Noctem Quod Tempus Fugit!

Dreamwalker's Sanctuary

A Sanctuary for Enlightenment and Peace through Poetry and Inspirational Thoughts as we go through Life

Lafemmeroar

laughing at the malfunction of the universe is better than crying about it

Lorna's Voice

Finding ways to make words sparkle

Olivia's In- Mind Whirls..

"It's all in my mind"

dVerse

Poets Pub

Leslie White

View artwork by Leslie White

jgavinallan

The best time to love...is when it is impossible///Stories of the heart-broken/shattered and sometimes mended

%d bloggers like this: