How frustrating. My first time trying to share poetry and this darn blog won’t allow me to format it how I’d like. So, in order to preserve the pausing intended to be created by a stanza break, I’ve inserted lines. Forgive, please. It really bothers me to share it this way, but it will just have to do.
They just walked away.
They stood from the table and
walked away.
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Glasses half full.
Food, still on the table.
Napkins haphazardly lain aside their places.
There were to be more courses served.
More to come.
Yet, they turned away.
Silently. And continued alone.
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Now, the table sits alone.
Preserved.
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Silently.
Independently.
Unaware.
They each return to the table.
Pull out their chair.
And they would softly sit.
Silent.
Still.
Scenes from the past and future play out before their eyes.
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Until,
Just as silently,
They rise to leave again.
Leaving no evidence of their visit.
No trail to be discovered.
Completely unaware of the other’s visit.
The table, still untouched.
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Too much distance now.
Too much time.
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