of sweet inanities
and bite-sized bland confections.
Let us talk
without the gravity of emotion
to compensate for
roots that were rarely watered.
Let us stay
here, outside of the place
where my tender things try
yet again to grow
and never go near
the blighted spots that remain
as memorials to the things
you've trampled.
Photo by Alexander Grey on Unsplash
Song Choice: Push by Matchbox 20
Liner Notes for this Groove: This poem was created for the Friday Writings Prompt at Poets and Storytellers United.
Beautifully expressed – and interesting, unexpected take on 'sweet'. Hmmm, yes, sometimes we do use sweet things (not necessarily verbal) in this kind of way. All too often in my case – but the kind that go into my mouth, not come out of it.
ReplyDeleteSorry, don't know why that came up as anonymous. It's me, Rosemary.
DeleteLOL, sometimes I like subverting my own prompts. :D
DeleteThat's a powerful poem and one I can totally identify with vis-à-vis certain people in my life.
ReplyDeleteSadly we all encounter many people like this in the world
DeleteSpeaks of the pain of a dead relationship - roots that were rarely watered... so well said!
ReplyDeleteYes! And, whether we like it or not, relationships do die. The best thing to do is what the poet suggests: "never go near the blighted spots."
DeleteStrong boundaries can save a lot of sanity
DeleteYes, for all means stay away from the bad unless there is an ABSOLUTE need. Many couples have your described relationship, mainly out of convenience.
ReplyDeleteThat is so sad when it happens, but I've seen things like that go down
DeleteBTW, my Norton antivirus has warned me to stay away form Rosemary's write for tonight. I don't have an email address for her.
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I'll let her know
DeleteWhat a tender invitation. Roots that were rarely watered says it all.
ReplyDeleteYes, indeed
DeleteThe end, the very end ... does feel like one has been trampled upon.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad I was able to build up the feeling through the piece
DeleteNot an easy topic to express with such finesse. So often our trampled spots are never resolved and are the shadows in our relationships.
ReplyDeleteIt's sad when there is no resolution possible
DeleteThere is a cold rage bubbling out of this one... I can almost see the speakers teeth clenched, their eyes hot, facing the subject. The tone is perfect--fierce.
ReplyDeleteI am so delighted that all came through
DeleteYou have put the emotions and emptiness of such relationships so well in the poem.
ReplyDeleteP.S. I think this song by Matchbox 20 is perfect for this post. 👍
ReplyDeleteWow. There are so many layers to this. It's beautiful but tinged with sorrow, wise but self-protecting, and mostly all-knowing about whoever it's talking to. I can't quote any particular lines as I love all of it, it's stunning.
ReplyDeleteI love that first stanza!
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