She smiles – but, life having burned the bridge of her nose,
it no longer has a means to travel from her lips to her eyes.
“I hate him,” she says,
in the same tone she used to order her decaf latte,
taking a sip
and trying not to spill
on the perfectly white tablecloth.
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
Oh, Melody, I love this one.
Thanks Rob! I have enjoyed your observations and slices of life – here’s my version! 🙂
; – )
This is different. And I love it!!
Thanks! It feels good to branch out a bit… 🙂
I think I had coffee with her the other day … thanks for this thought-inspiring post
You, too? 🙂 Thanks Heidi. Observing human nature is a fascinating business…
Oh my God. You have just moved to the next level. What an awesome poem!
Wow – thanks! 🙂
Love this, Melody .. something new and it looks good on you!
Thanks, Debbie! It’s fun to branch out a bit.
unexpected and powerful!
Thanks Pam! I am really enjoying your style and words…
It’s so much fun, isn’t it? I love the process.
Me, too! There is sheer joy in finding words to match life – to reflect what I see and feel and think about. Happy writing! 🙂
You have blossomed into a springtime rose, dear. Keep them coming! You are quite an artist, girl. 🙂 E
Thank you! 🙂
Poignant!
Thanks, friend!!
Melody ~ your in-sights are conversations with all living things ! Sorry I’ve been away, my pc isn’t on its best behavior 😦
I’ve had very spotty internet service for the past few days for some reason – so many things can keep us away! No worries! 🙂 This is the first of a new series of characterizations I’m trying – I find them to be a lot of fun!
How sad for a smile not to be able to reach the eyes 😦
Poor dear, she’s cut off her nose to spite her face. Hopefully, in time, the resentment will pass, the sparkle will return to her eyes, and she will no longer be afraid to stain her perfect white tablecloth.
Indeed! The choice is always before her. Thanks, Marty.
Wow. Sad, but true. Great work, Mel!
Thanks Cori! 🙂
Familiar. Well done.
I appreciate that… 🙂