He sees her
at the edge
of the crowded soiree
and knows her instantly.
It is a blow.The first time
in thirteen years
Fate has brought them
years for her
were far from kind. He thinks
change can be from
Life’s random cruelties
and how no one
can prepare. A nervous voyeur
he peeks into her eyes
at the brink
of unimaginable pain. It frightens him
makes him wish
he hadn’t heard the rumors
and the images evoked
and now the proof. Her face
the same yet injured
from the inside of her trauma
haunted eyes far too mature
for her years
her aspect stamped
with the hurt she tries to hide. And he wonders
when she finds his broken smile
how it was ever possible
she swarmed his secret dreams. She turns away. It occurs to him
she read it in his heart
the Muse has passed.
26 thoughts on “Reunion”
beautiful….I love poetry and have two books under my name….but my only muse now is grief….so I have quit writing…I have aged from “unimaginable pain” like the person you write about.
I am glad to read your lovely expressive poetry. xo
Thank you for your comments. Hugs to you!
loving and stirring writing.
I appreciate your comment! 🙂
it was my pleasure.
This is very interesting. In many ways I feel as if you are writing about me. I do not want to be that person whose eyes are no longer promising or hopeful, though I am afraid I am becoming this person.
Whatever it is you are going through, don’t give up on hope. A change for the good may be just around the corner. Thanks for commenting.
Gave me goosebumps.
Thanks, Julie. x
I just love this…So Wonderful!
Thank you so much!
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WHOO BOY! THE ACHE OF IT!!!
Thanks for the reblog!
This really touched me. Is this your story?
Hi, Elizabeth. No, it is fiction, but I wrote it when I saw someone this past summer who had been through some terribly tough times. I was impacted by the change in her eyes, if that makes any sense. But the rest is made up. Did it stir up a memory of yours?
Yes it did. Such is your fantastic ability as a writer – to stir up memories and feelings within us as readers.
Thank you for telling me that. 🙂 It gives me great encouragement, and makes me think readers will find my upcoming novel worth reading!
It’s true. You can sense a person’s true self through their eyes. You mentioned “muse.” He gathered… what from her? Or she looked to him for something. Hmmm… delicious poem.
Thank you, I’m glad you liked it. I prefer to leave my poetry open to interpretation by the reader. It may mean different things to different people. Appreciate you stopping by with your comment!
Jennifer I love your three dimensional words, poetry is an art I have yet to master.
Thanks, Kath, I’m so glad you liked it. x
Your poetry always solicits emotion from me. Lovely. I had to share this on my facebook page!
That is such high praise, Diana. Poetry is meant to touch the emotional side of us. Thank you! x
Wonderful poem. Thanks so much.
Thank you. 🙂