Photo Challenge/Saturday Mix: “We’re Done” #amwritingpoetry

Thanks to NELNEERAJ of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting Photo Challenge and Sarah of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting Saturday mix on the theme of onomatopoeia and the three words rustle, thud, and hoot.

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Our balance as love-birds is precarious. We’re alike yet, so different. Holding our Adho Mukha Vrksasana‘ handstands, eyes closed; our breath mingling. It’s a habit of ours, mutual meditation of bodies and minds. We breathe deep, yet struggle to hold our pose.

A rushing sensation floods my brain. My blood pumps downward and dizziness threatens.

You groan. “Hold it five more minutes.”

I say nothing. You’re too close, I need distance. I’m sick of this arrangement. You take flight far from me; there’s never any communication, until you’re home. It’s as if I don’t exist for you until there’s no one else.

My muscles relax and I flex my feet, rolling my body through my spine, then my hips, until I’m in table top, and then, sitting cross legged. You’ve noticed nothing. Do you ever? I shove your side. Your spindle-legs flail in the air; you can’t right yourself. Thud!

“What the hell.” You glare and examine the scratches on your body.

I shrug. “Too much. I can’t keep this up.”


“Everything.” My lungs ache; I feel caged. I want to scream.

“What’s wrong with you?” You cock your head and study me, hands on your knees. Your beady eyes send nervous chills.

“Her, all the hers. Cassandras and Stephanies. Kassies and Ashleys.”

“You’re the only Claire.”

I stand. The sun’s hot on my arms as I yank on yoga pants. Crisp spring leaves rustle above me in the river valley along with the some hooting bird. The breeze quickens, and I shiver, stretching high into mountain pose.

I peer at him, as he considers me. “I think I’m tired of peacocks like you. I don’t need your strutting or the women. The never knowing where you are, or if you care.”

You frown, run your hands through your hair, while your toes dig into the grass. “What are you talking about?”

“I need to concentrate on other things, not where or who you’re leaving here for next; the never knowing if you’ll return.” I turn, shoving my feet into pink Tom’s. My breath eases. I’m relieved that I said it, finally.

“Claire, stay. Please.” You twist your hippy-beard and your beady eyes beg.

I close mine and sigh. ” I can’t; no more.” You reach for your water bottle, gulp it before slamming it against a tree. Twigs crack, the bottle dents.

You swear, but don’t follow me as I hike back to the car. When I no longer see you, my body quivers, wracked with sobs. With each step I rid myself of your poison.

A few minutes later I rub my eyes with my hoodie sleeve. I don’t care that they’re pink and swollen.

That’s when it hits me –the silence of no drama, no worry weighing my entire being down as stones. I let the silence permeate me; a peace I haven’t experienced in years crashes over me. We’re done. My lips turn upwards and I smile. I haven’t done that in years either.

©️Mandibelle16. (2019) All Rights Reserved.


19 thoughts on “Photo Challenge/Saturday Mix: “We’re Done” #amwritingpoetry”

    1. Thanks Miriam. I’m happy to hear from you and glad you like the piece. The picture cane first and the story wrote itself lol. Also, I’m not a fan of those hippy beards so the poor guy was kind of doomed unfortunately.

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      1. You’re welcome, Mandi. We do put our feelings in the characters of our stories, That was a good association. I’m running a Free download promo of my new poetry book at midnight tonight. I’ll make a post when Amazon link kicks in the Free download. It’s would be my pleasure if you do download a copy. I try to boost up the promotion. 🙂

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      2. I bought a copy Miriam lol. Wanted to support you. I just need time to read it& review! Maybe this weekend, we’ll
        See. I’m applying for jobs and looking at apartments along with work as it is right now. Hope your download party goes well! How is your beautiful family? Have you been traveling or staying put?

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      3. Thank you Amanda for supporting and buying my book. We just came back 5 weeks ago from Hong Kong/Japan. I’m going to see my granddaughter in Portland, Oregon next week.
        Wishing you all the best in job searching, and finding an apartment. They will all fall into places soon. ❤

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      4. Yes, Amanda, my daughter sent me the 6-day schedule already. I’ll have some alone time with her when Mercy and Will go on dates, and also Mercy has a couple events with the ladies’ group. I look forward to my trip!

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    1. Thanks SImon. I’m glad you do. It’s not a long piece, but I try to write fiction in a paired down style. It means a lot of editing, but I find if I get it right, it works well w/ just the right adjectives and needed descriptors. Cheers and hope you’re doing super well! Is Winter over there?


  1. Oh no! That’s always are fear here with Winter too! It’s been forever, like all across Canada/USA and it’s sounds like In Britain too! I think April 21st is official spring, let’s hope it comes before then! Glad again, you enjoyed the piece 🙂


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