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Wednesday, April 20, 2016
Day 20
For today’s prompt, write a poem of what goes unsaid. Maybe it’s unrequited love, a hidden contempt, spoiler to the most recent TV show or blockbuster movie. Whatever goes unsaid, maybe write it instead. Robert Lee Brewer's Original Post
Wasn't sure I was going to pull one off today. Hard day moving studios. But once I settled in, the poem came. I think this month of discipline has been good for me.
WHAT GOES UNSAID a 5/4 poem
Didn’t do my homework, she says, doesn't mention drunk mother, asleep, or younger brothers needing
dinner, baths, help with homework. She tried to do her own, fell asleep over geometry.
Accepts the zero, not a flinch, but unbearable is disappointment on her teacher’s face.
I love you, I hate you. You need to work on your addiction. Come to church, maybe it'll help. I don't agree with you. That's not right. Don't do that.... All left in the cobwebs of consciousness, To not be spoke another day
I love you, I hate you. You need to work on your addiction. Come to church, maybe it'll help. I don't agree with you. That's not right. Don't do that.... All left in the cobwebs of consciousness, To not be spoke another day
this really might go unsaid if I can't get it right this time...
ReplyDeleteUnsaid
He saw her across the restaurant
she looked sad and shy as she sipped
her latte and let her eyes wander
as she waited and watched the door.
She saw him as he watched her
let her eyes drop to her drink
blushed as she tried to pretend
she didn't see him across the room.
Others chatted and laughed while
they pretended to not see the other
each wanting to say something
but too shy to speak up
or to walk across the room
to ask if they could join the other.
eventually she gets up and leaves
as he sits there - watches her walk away.
perhaps one day they will find the nerve
to talk to each other without the blush
of shyness and nerves but for now
the words will be left unsaid.
Good job on today's theme!!! I really enjoyed reading it. A lot of that happens today in the day of texting and computer dating!
DeleteReminds me of Tom Waits' song "Closing Time." Nice job.
DeleteShe looked at me so haughty
ReplyDeletelike I was something naughty
maybe I should bow down
and kiss the ground she walked on
She primped in the lady's room
while I washed my hands
the mirror just glowed with her presence
all of her rings and all of her bands
Well, she turned to walk out
and there's something I could have said
about the tail flying out of her pants
but, I just giggled inside my head
I wondered if anyone would tell her
or leave it hanging there unsaid
if she treated other as she had treated me
they could giggle inside their head!
lmbo!! love it! yep sometimes people just deserve a little humiliation when they think they are so much better than others around them. fun fun fun!
DeleteLOL. Yup. Things left unsaid.
DeleteWasn't sure I was going to pull one off today. Hard day moving studios. But once I settled in, the poem came. I think this month of discipline has been good for me.
ReplyDeleteWHAT GOES UNSAID
a 5/4 poem
Didn’t do my homework,
she says, doesn't
mention drunk mother,
asleep, or
younger brothers needing
dinner, baths, help
with homework. She tried
to do her
own, fell asleep over
geometry.
Accepts the zero,
not a flinch,
but unbearable is
disappointment
on her teacher’s face.
awesome! powerfully written stark reality poem. yeah I really like this one!
DeleteI love you,
ReplyDeleteI hate you.
You need to work on your addiction.
Come to church, maybe it'll help.
I don't agree with you.
That's not right.
Don't do that....
All left in the cobwebs of consciousness,
To not be spoke another day
I love you,
ReplyDeleteI hate you.
You need to work on your addiction.
Come to church, maybe it'll help.
I don't agree with you.
That's not right.
Don't do that....
All left in the cobwebs of consciousness,
To not be spoke another day
HOW I LEARNED TO SAY NO
ReplyDelete.
Will you do x
Will you do Y
Will you do z
She never said yes
but never said no
and did all three....
What Goes Unsaid
ReplyDeleteHow can I know
today
what I might
one day
wish to have said
after you’re dead
What I can never say
because I said
nothing that day
I let the moment pass
©Priscilla Anne Tennant Herrington