When Left Alone

They didn’t know how
They were left alone
Just the two of them
They’d successfully avoided
Such a situation
For twenty long years

The two of them now
Staring into their beers
As if it was right there
That conversation would be found
That answers would be found
The rift would be healed

But alas, no way out
Father and son alone
The former hiding in manly banter
The latter too tired and resigned
To talk at all
Which was worse?

They lived in separate worlds
The spoke with different words
The symbolic power of
This powerful union
False expectations added to tension
Swelling their distance

Failure all the more palpable
The gap between them more acute
Tumbleweeds blew by
Empty words on deaf ears
Awkward and sad hearts
The most common of tragedies

First published on The Blue Hour:

http://thebluehourmagazine.com/2013/09/26/two-poems-by-jean-byrne/

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One comment

  1. Still one of my favorites. So human.

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