Two Sentence Tuesday #46

“Is this really it,” he asked, mournfully grimacing.

“I badly wish it wasn’t,” she confessed, her hand on the door knob. 

Two Sentence Tuesday #26

He read the letter once, twice, then a hundred times, desperate to uncover hidden meanings in the text. Yet no matter how many times he had read the missive, it only ever said goodbye.

Icarus

Icarus

I

Beheld

A goddess;

An impassioned

Starlit dreamer with

Wonder in her smile

And doe-eyes shining sadly

As she stood upon trembling legs,

Heaving the world upon her shoulders.

I longed to help carry her weight

But she was the burning sun,

And drawing swiftly near,

I courted my doom

On failed wings, with

Nowhere to

Go but

Down.

The Invisible Man

The Invisible Man

Going through life as a shadow,

Forever alone in the crowd,

The invisible man dared not

Lose himself to naïve hope

In fragile matters of romance.

Yet the universe intervened

And against his better judgment,

The invisible man fell in love,

Roseately offering his lucent

Heart to an entrancing goddess.

Her coffee-hued eyes sparkled

And her bubble gum smile

Left his disused soul shivering

As her sweetly scented words

Softly floated through the air.

But he had miscalculated;

Thought her the person who’d

Finally seen him through the mist,

But he was nothing, to her,

Except a phantom in the room.

The invisible man retreated

Drifting back within the shadows

Hiding again amongst the crowd

Where nobody would see him

And love could never ruin him.

Fallout

Fallout

Ties, untied; unbound; unwound,

Broken strings unraveled,

Ripped in two

By sailing, stormy-weathered vessels

Drifting apart in the mist.

All entanglement, all entwining,

All destroyed by unforgiving

Circumstance,

All decayed by searing,

Wearing winds

All love, all joy, all fiery passion,

Far beyond its expiration date

And all that’s left is the fallout.

Regret

Regret

Quiet whispers haunt my restless dreams,

A familiar voice; pained, weeping,

Crying her shaking sorrow into the darkness…

“You should have known better…

You should have done right by me.”

I toss and I turn and I punch my insolent pillow

While no peace finds me there.

I’m staring into the abysmal nighttime mirror,

Lost to the face of the one I’d betrayed.

I broke her heart

More effectively than a bowling ball

Carelessly thrown through a window pane,

And as I see the tearful hate in her eyes,

I know there’s no going back…

I could have been a better man…

I should have been a better me.

The honeyed words she once spoke to me;

The tender sparkle in her smile…

Gone… all gone… in my unforgivable cowardess;

My cruel ploy, reeking of fear and doomed to fail.

What have I really gained… what have I lost…

What have I done?