Saturday, April 25, 2015

Not Able to Say It--By Pat Durmon--United States

Not Able to Say It

Once again, an argument starts up
after she’s packed, ready to leave
for an overnight trip.  Without warning,

his dark words set her on a red edge. 
He and she see the forest fire coming,
but sidestepping is not their dance.

Words warp and fiercely fall.
Mountains grow tall between them
as they distract, react.

Anything is better than bending,
anything to not say, I’m already
missing you.  Oh, please don’t go

Pat Durmon is the author of Blind Curves (2007) and Lights and Shadows in a Nursing Home, (2013.)  Poems have been published by Rattle, Main Street Rag, Poetry East, Cyclamens and Blades, Between the Lines, Lucidity and other journals.  She is retired from mental health counseling and leads a group called Searching for Light.   Ms. Durmon lives in the Ozark Mountains. 


  1. Pat,
    What a great poem! No one wants to be the first one to admit defeat, can definitely understand that. Welcome to Whispers if you are new (I hven't seen your name before, but I could be wrong).
    Your new friend,
    David Fox

  2. Pat, I really enjoyed your piece!

  3. Pat, pride is a real killer - what are we ever to really "find out" or see a wonderful end-result - were it not for pride.............. great poem! Sheri

  4. She might consider buying a one way ticket for her next trip, let him have the last word, and choke on it... Or, they could continue on and on... Their choice.

    Very well written. Darned if you did not get me emotionally involved with the goings on between two complete strangers.

  5. Gripping and very passionate. Thank you for sharing, Pat, and continued blessings!

    -MJ (