Frustrated Love

More difficult relationship stuff

You, who feel little, turn your face from life.

Better to die alone, and soon,

Than to engage with me.

The gossamer thread which links us,

So tenuous its tensile strength.

How much can it withstand?

I gather up this thread, spun out of frustrated love.

It was for you.

A gift spurned,

Stepped on by an unfeeling sole.

Reviews

[paradise]

I love this :D

[emmajoy]

That final line could so eaily have had the word 'soul' instead of 'sole'. A tragedy of a write, bittersweet memories surface, a turning away in acknowledgement of what's been but now gone .. there can be such beautiful gossamer threads but they're oh, so delicate. As always, a subtle grey but, enlightening.

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. absolutely brilliantly expressed ...
. vivid and poignant ...
. i know this feeling rather well ...

Wonderful how a few words can make a poem so intense and powerful! Well done! x

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Deep words of reality for a lot of readers that can slice to the bone! The description was flawless!

[Jibey]

The image of the gossamer thread works so well to describe that lingering connection... so easily stepped on...

[Judy Ponceby]

Intense write. I like the So tenuous its tensile strenth. Nicely done.

[FJ Davis]

Wow!--short but bitter.
There is little I can say, Audrey, that you haven't said better.
Tragic and powerful piece--one I wish I didn't understand as well as I do.