Cold to the bone

Drinking alone
Cold to the bone

Sitting here
With a near
empty beer

Listening to the breeze
It's speaks to me
With ease

Carrying a story
It tells me
Only

For I am
Alone
Not a creature would
Roam

Into my visual
Turn it to stone
Maybe

Is that what they fear
When they hear
I'm coming

An immobilization
As my gaze turns
Impossible

I say
They cower
Anyway

Am I?
This mythic beast
That my aura
Seems to preach

Or perhaps
I prefer it
A perverted hermit
Surely I can't deserve it

But I'm here
Drinking alone
And cold to the bone

Reviews

[Burak Batuhan Karakus]

Complex emotions in poem like loneliness, isolation and feeling misunderstood. The repetitive elements and natural rhyme scheme make it pleasant to read aloud. Nice work developing a compelling poetic voice and perspective.

[Scott Metro]

A lonely image.....

Enjoyed the emptiness...well done.

Scott

[Michael Hof]

thank you very much :)