Breaking Stone – A Poem

I looked at you

With your short hair and black square glasses

An 80s band t-shirt tucked into slim waist, denim shorts that fell a tad below your knees

I could see the curved outline of your breast when you turned to look at me


Like I was looking at you.

Hey, you said

The simple greeting caused my skin to pucker

While you moistened, then bit your full bottom lip

And readjusted your glasses with slender, honey colored fingers topped with dark purple nail polish

Hey, I said

Because that’s the best pick up line.

And so We started

Asking and answering

Feeling out yet avoiding the urge to touch

Softness against softness.

Then the hard truth came around the corner

Time to go, babe, he said

The sadness in your eyes

As my face fell in my hands and

My fear of the truth hardening

Until I turned to stone.


Stuck in the life carved out for me

Since birth

Since before birth

The expectations hewn into a 5 foot 4 inch alcove.

Then your touch on my hand, soft like the kiss of a butterfly

Strong like the arch of a rainbow

Pressing a paper against my calloused skin

I look at you and brave a smile.

This poem was inspired by Hélène’s “What do you see?” Picture Prompt Challenge and also by Christine E. Ray’s Pride Month Writing Prompt Challenge – Brave.

Hélène’s picture seemed despairing when I first looked at it. But then I noticed the rainbow shining on the broken statue and remembered reading Christine’s prompt, and this poem was born. Breaking through the stone barriers in our lives (whether externally or internally imposed – like racism, sexism, homophobia) takes a lot of bravery! And while I know there are people reading this blog that may be put off with the topic of my poem, I hope the universality of the theme, “Be true to yourself” resonates and finds an empathic home in their hearts.

©️ iido 2019

31 thoughts on “Breaking Stone – A Poem

  1. Wow…standing ovation here…i dont know where to start but let me begin by saying my ever grateful heart is dancing and celebrating…i am really happy and thankful you have shared to us this beautiful piece Irma..this is by far my favorite of all your poem..

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  2. I am always amazed at the details you pick out in the pictures given as prompts. And what a beautiful verse…soft, tentative, hopeful, despairing…!! I agree with all that Mich has to say. You should be proud of this! ❤️❤️

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  4. Wow. I’ve missed visiting your blog and I’m so glad I found this poem today. So much life in so few words. An entire novel in this poem. Thank you for this story. It broke my heart but I loved the ending especially. Hope is a thing with feathers and honey-colored smiles. ♥.

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