Small Stone – The End…

Another poem… strangely enough.

She came
on Saturday, the End of the week,
to end our affair.
I sat and listened, dumfounded into
silence, confounded into compliance.
I held back the tears I wanted to shed
I held back words I wanted to speak
the right was not mine
to make demands
of her.
We two severed into separate ways.
We parted as a path in a wood.
I would never see her again.
I would never touch her, or
feel her presence next to me.
She was gone.
Our affair ended on that
end of the week.


About malekmontag

I am a writer and a wage-slave, and proud father of George Giraffe. I live in the UK, but I exist everywhere. My first stories were published this year (2016) in Short Stories and Tall Tales (Atla Publishing). Follow me on Twitter @Malek_Montag15. My Work is also available on
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One Response to Small Stone – The End…

  1. SM Jenkin says:

    Interesting imagery with the phrase “We parted as a path in a wood”


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