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Impossible April 30, 2012

Posted by nrhatch in Art & Photography, Mindfulness, People, Poetry.
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Insistent caller
Leaves message after message
Is she stalking me?

A shaky night’s sleep
Wondering and worrying
Hidden springs taunt me

Teen angst swirls around
Blanketing me in a fog
Thirty years absent

Stop!  I’ve had enough!
Why not mind your own business
And leave me to mine

Angry words erupt
amid mounting frustration ~
time for a time out

Too late . . .

Her irate silence
speaks loudly, impossible
not to comprehend

Aah . . . the calm AFTER the storm. 

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1. Richard W Scott - April 30, 2012

Nancy, can I assume this last photo was taken between 1:PM and 2? And perhaps closest to 1:30?

nrhatch - April 30, 2012

You sound like Sherlock Holmes . . . “It’s elementary, my dear Watson!” 😎

Richard W Scott - April 30, 2012

I spent a week in Florida some years back, and every day, almost on schedule, it would rain like crazy for about a half hour around 1:30 or 2 PM. I thought it was a special effect, to tell the truth.

nrhatch - April 30, 2012

Good deduction! We left DeSoto park at 2:15 because of the threat of rain. I snapped these shots just a few minutes later.

So, the rain was (ever so slightly) “behind its time.” 😀

2. kateshrewsday - April 30, 2012

I loved this. Totally beyond my ken, these creatures are exotic to a homely soul like me! 🙂

nrhatch - April 30, 2012

I’m not sure if you’re talking about the birds . . . or the drama queens in our midst who are prone to ruffled feathers. 😉

Here’s to be “unaffectedly natural.”

kateshrewsday - April 30, 2012

The birds, Nancy; drama queens reside here too 😀

nrhatch - April 30, 2012

Yup. I see them everywhere. 😛

3. Andra Watkins - April 30, 2012

I love the beat of a summer storm. They make everything intense for a concentrated burst of time.

nrhatch - April 30, 2012

We’ve really enjoyed the storms down here . . . but would prefer to avoid Hurricane force winds. 😯

4. terry1954 - April 30, 2012

your home is close to mine, we just recently moved from florida back to our home state because of my brother’s medical problems. i recognized those skies right away

nrhatch - April 30, 2012

The skies can be imposing here . . . but the sun soon shines again. Best wishes to your brother. Be well.

5. souldipper - April 30, 2012

They is what they is, Nancy. A common denominator not of your ilk.

nrhatch - April 30, 2012

Thanks, Amy! I’m “bossy” at times . . . but rarely “pushy.” 😉

6. CMSmith - April 30, 2012

We had an insistent caller. She left a lot of messages on our machine while we were gone. I returned her call when we got home. She thought we were a medical office.

Hope your night is peaceful.

nrhatch - April 30, 2012

Thanks, Christine. This caller was NOT a wrong number . . . but we made “peace” with one another.

7. sweetdaysundertheoaks - May 1, 2012

I love the calm after the storm, but would prefer no storm at all.

nrhatch - May 1, 2012

Stormy days help me appreciate sunny days. 😎

I avoid “relationship storms,” if possible . . . unless someone is too insistent about what THEY think I should do. I don’t enjoy getting backed into a corner.

Sometimes humor works: What part of “NO” don’t you understand?”

8. SidevieW - May 1, 2012

With some people a peaceful solution is impossible and you have to (gratefully) settle for silence

nrhatch - May 1, 2012

Indeed! We have different ways of managing conflict. Unless it’s something that will matter a year from now, I tend to retreat . . . if they keep yipping and yapping at my heels, I “bark” back. 😀

SidevieW - May 1, 2012

Exactly

9. jannatwrites - May 1, 2012

Hmmm… I read this as an argument between a daughter and mother. Whatever the situation, I’m glad peace was made 🙂

nrhatch - May 1, 2012

Close. Definitely conflict of the familial variety. We have a “cease fire” firmly in place. 😉

10. wightrabbit - May 1, 2012

Your words intrigue me, Nancy. Like jannatwrites, I read it as communication breakdown between mother and daughter – but maybe that’s due to my personal experience – as both daughter and mother? The term ‘irate silence’ speaks volumes!

nrhatch - May 1, 2012

I didn’t write this about my mother, but I could have: Once upon a time, in a land not-so-far away . . . 😀

My mother mastered the art of the “irate silence.”

wightrabbit - May 3, 2012

Yours and mine both, Nancy – and my daughter appears to have inherited her skill, with me sandwiched between them. Once I realised that I slid out and left them not talking to each other! 🙂

nrhatch - May 3, 2012

That’s perfect, Jacqueline! I don’t enjoy being bossed around or manipulated by the moods of others . . . far better to remove one’s self from those situations.

Aah . . . that’s better!

11. Maggie - May 1, 2012

I love the look of a stormy sky!

nrhatch - May 1, 2012

I took these photos a few weeks ago as we returned home from a DeSoto National Memorial ~ the approaching storm grabbed my attention.

12. Naomi - May 1, 2012

Intriguing journey and lovely photo’s, Nancy – glad peace was made 🙂

nrhatch - May 1, 2012

Thanks, Naomi. Sometimes a “Cease Fire” is required . . . when we realize we do not see “eye to eye.”.

13. Three Well Beings - May 1, 2012

I’m so glad you clarified that your insistent caller was not simply metaphorical, because I can relate. Drama Queens…oh yes indeed! I think my struggle comes with so wanting “it” to STOP that I end up accommodating bad behaviors just to tone it down. Of course you know how wise that is. LOL! Your skies are beautiful…even with the storms. I love them! Debra

nrhatch - May 1, 2012

Yes!!! I used to accomodate them . . . even if it meant doing something that I did NOT want to do. It seemed “easier.” Until one day, It seemed easier to say, “No, that doesn’t appeal to me.”

The response . . . shocked silence! 😯

14. Crowing Crone Joss - May 1, 2012

i love it when nature cooperates to provide a backdrop for a moment, or two, in my life! well done.

nrhatch - May 1, 2012

Those storm clouds rolled in with majestic fury . . . and left in short order. 😀

15. sufilight - May 2, 2012

The photos are a beautiful,creative way to express your emotions. May the storms turn to sunshine!

nrhatch - May 2, 2012

Thanks. I enjoyed tossing this post together for Sidey’s theme of “impossible” ~ a picture book approach to poetry. 😀

16. bluebee - May 2, 2012

Some don’t understand the need for space or that some need more than others – enjoyed the accompanying photographic illustration of the build up to the ‘storm’

nrhatch - May 2, 2012

Thanks, BB! Some insist (in actions, if not words) that there is only one right way to interact with the world . . . THEIR way! 😉

I’ve been wanting to share this panorama of stormy skies ~ a perfect pairing for the relationship storms we weather in life.

17. cuhome - May 5, 2012

Oh, I read this as an undercurrent between two people, and the indecision about whether or not to address it, or just let it pass. In the end, the storm passed, but what transpired in between can be the most defining thing about a relationship! Nice post.

nrhatch - May 5, 2012

Your insights are quite close, Janet. At first, I chose to just “let it be.” But her insistence prompted me to change my mind.

As Elizabeth Bennet once recognized: There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others. My courage always rises at every attempt to intimidate me. ~ Elizabeth Bennet, Pride & Prejudice, ch. 31


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