Tender to Callous

I can’t hug you in friendship
You can’t touch my hand
Cause years past
Even a smile then
Returns now to deceive
And no one told
What happened in the dark
No one believed
Or cared
Silent rage
Subsiding with time
We swallow the laughter
Till it pours out as tears
And when they run dry
We turn to stone
A terror perhaps of a different kind


It is Open link Night at dVersepoetspub.com which means no prompt. Just a few thoughts on the current, sad trend of the news.



About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on medium.com. My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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14 Responses to Tender to Callous

  1. Laura Bloomsbury says:

    some dark shadows here and I like the unexplained way that keeps them lingering

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  2. Frank Hubeny says:

    I liked the description of not being able to hug because one has turned to stone.

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  3. rothpoetry says:

    Very intense! Too bad that happens in relationships. A living terror of the walking dead!

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  4. Especially not being believed makes it even sadder… I can understand that some things are frozen afterwards.

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  5. Grace says:

    We live in dangerious times, I agree. But it should turn us into stone or paranoid, which is an over-reaction.

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  6. Hi Mary, so glad we found each other! I enjoy reading, writing and absorbing the beauty of poetry. Looking forward to learning more about your writing. In Christ, Julie

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  7. Julie, what we pray in secret, God rewards. I look forward to seeing what God will do through our connection. I have slowed down on writing prose, and He has put my words in poetry, but I feel it is a temporary pause, for me to learn and grow. He seems to be teaching me in my spirit and he is using people, a few I know, but more others through these blog sites, who I have never met.

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  8. Angela says:

    A sad a burdened truth for so many. A poignant poem, so well expressing the pulse of the news.


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