It was a day
Without words
Half glances
Careful thought
Mundane tasks
Emotion taut.
Seven years long
Good times and bad
A long winding road
Happy and sad.
Finality crashed
Like a hole in the floor
You packed up your things
Disappeared through the door
A state of deep mourning
Quietness of the room
There still fell echoes
Of your high heel shoes.
In distance a thud
Of car door to close
The sound of the engine
Revved to explode
I gave no defence
Or tried to persuade
No words to offer
I let you evade.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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Comments1
Goo write N. Yes, I never said a word either. Had a day without words, went off in a huff, threw my toys out of my pram, etc! lol.
I would add hissy fit too, but it seems that is an outburst of anger, when words would be said.
lol, we all talk too much, good to have a day off
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