Saturday
alone together
each in a separate room
a desert apart
the dryness moves closer
into thoughts and feelings
mixed intentions
confusion in our thoughts
creates an impasse
a hot meal eaten
in cold silence
words chosen with care
soft and harmless with no bite
we slip past the pain
the unspoken promise
of a return to normal
Ribbons
6 comments:
How beautiful.
It reminds me of the awkwardness after a "misunderstanding" between my hubby and I.
We want to make things right again but not to accept the blame.
Slow going at first and then forgiving without blame 💮
Exactly right, slow going but love prevails. Thanks for visiting.
Adelaide
Within unspoken morality, silent promises grow fruit.
Yes, silent promises must be kept as well as spoken ones.
Adelaide
Terrific, Adelaide - as usual a very fine image and tanka series.
Thank you, Warren. I appreciate your comments.
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