Resonance

You walk past the street, wind in your hair, smile on your lips. One hand is tucked in your coat. The other clutches a small bag slung over your shoulder.

The crowd is bustling, and you manoeuvre yourself through with a practised ease.

It’s just another day.

Mundane. Normal.

And then, you see me, walking just past you.

If you asked, I would tell you I’ve never met you before.

You’d agree.

I don’t know your name and you don’t know mine.

But nevertheless, you see me, really see me.

So maybe I smile.

Maybe you do.

Maybe you raise up a hand in greeting, a small wave.

Maybe I nod in response.

Maybe our shoulders brush as we cross paths, shuffling through.

Our shadows align under the morning sun. Whole.

Your eyes catch mine, and lock, just for a second. Linger. I look away.

And then, we’re both gone, just as quickly as we appeared.


It was just another day.

Mundane. Normal.

I didn’t know you and you didn’t know me.

We were two ships passing in the night, on different paths in the same waters.

But in that fraction of a second, we were as close as two people could ever be.

Our hearts pulsed to the same beat, and our blood sang the same tune.

Resonant.

We were in resonance.

The moment is gone as quickly as it came.

But in all the years that’ll come to pass, you can’t help but believe.

You will never truly be alone.

 

Photo by Bruno Nascimento on Unsplash

 

 

 

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    1. Oh I did not make that connection… definitley not what I meant. I think I just imagined the entire scene in my head, and when I was writing it, it just fit.
      Thank you so much for pointing that out, I’ll definitley update it. ❤

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  1. To have and to hold, one moment of attention, then gone. This love is fleeting yet leaves a lifetime Impression. Life is a series of moments passing. You describe a significant memorable moment. This at the attosecond of connection is exquisite. Thank you for the prompt to pause and ponder. Chris T.

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  2. Your sense of pacing works well here; I like how you mix standalone words with full sentences. For some reason, this piece reminds me of the Radiohead song “Jigsaw Falling Into Place,” even though the two are somewhat different thematically. Insofar as grammar is concerned, there should not be an apostrophe in the line “Maybe our shoulder’s brush as we cross paths, shuffling through.” Also, if you’d prefer not to hear of my grammatical critiques, I am perfectly happy to cease them. (But, in my defense, I’m only doing what I can to help you make your writing more excellent.)

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    1. Haha I’m so glad you liked it!
      Arghh I’m just hopeless. I cannot believe I missed that: I swear I read through this one about a million times before I posted it.
      No, of course not! Really, you’re doing me a huge favor. Thank you so much! ❤

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  3. “We were two ships passing in the night, on different paths in the same waters.”

    This was so beautiful, so much passion and emotion. I love this part of your poem! You’re so talented and I admire your creativity. I look forward to reading more! (:

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    1. Thank you so much, Pramodya! That really means a lot to me. Unfortunately, as I’m trying to keep the blog an award-free zone, I’m afraid I can’t put up a post about it, but I really appreciate the gesture all the same. Congratulations to you on being nominated! ❤

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  4. “Our shadows align under the morning sun….” This line has amazing imagery…
    “Our blood sang the same tune” is very interesting…
    Resonates so much with me.. I loved it Natalie… Thank you for sharing it..

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    1. Thank you so much! That really means a lot to me. Unfortunately, as I’m trying to keep the blog an award-free zone, I’m afraid I can’t put up a post about it, but I really appreciate the gesture all the same. Congratulations to you on being nominated! ❤

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    1. I’m so glad you felt that way. Thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment! It really means a lot ❤

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    1. Definitely true… I guess not all of us are that comfortable with real connection today
      Thank you so much for taking the time to read and share your thoughts here! It really means a lot ❤️

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  5. It’s always cool when you read about a phenomenon you experience, especially when described vividly like so. Suddenly that aspect of being becomes more alive under a new light.
    That optical connection with someone you’ve never known and may never ever know might just be a hint that we’re more related than we choose to believe.
    Your writing is felt and personal. More ink to your pen Natalie.

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    1. That’s really a beautiful way to put it Gerard… thank you so much for taking the time to read and share your thoughts here! It really means a lot ❤️

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  6. So evocative – of all those moments that might have become something else entirely. Well done – Oh, and thanks for liking my very mundane memoir piece! (and for showing me the proper spelling for ‘manoeuvre’). hmm. . . WP still puts a wiggly red line under it!

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    1. Thank you so much, Frank! Glad you liked it!
      Mmm I’ve noticed, but I find that Grammarly is so much more reliable than WordPress for spell-check, and a lot easier to work with too.
      And it was my pleasure ❤

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  7. Wonderful! Thanks for stopping by my site. Just enjoyed several of your poems. I don’t know you and you don’t know me and yet I hear my thoughts in your poems. I always find it amazing when I read something and can say “Yeah that, thats what I’m thinking, thats what I feel like…” Thank you for sharing your gift. All the best.

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