Solitary ManA Poem by dovetaileris it true what they say... that..."no man is an island..." ?Solitary Man I am
quiet as I suffer. My life
is not blessed as some are blessed... but...I
AM blessed. I am
not as afflicted as some are afflicted... but I am afficted... we all are...from time to time... some more than others. I am self- contained. not as remote and unreachable
as some... but I
suffer silently... bow my
head...take the blows... ...like
Joe Frazier... and
keep on moving forward. My
progress in life varies from day to day. some
days it’s measured in miles some
days in inches some
days in losing a little ground... ...instead
of a lot but I
keep looking ahead... never
behind... (I will NOT become a pillar of salt!) I am
compassionate. I am
loving...but not effusive I do
guide...but not break ...my children. I am a
perfect friend... ...because
I listen... and do
not blather endlessly about ...what
I’ve done ...what
I think ...how
I suffer because
we all suffer... we all
have a burden we bear... you
have yours... I have mine. it is
our very own... ...to
carry. but...there is more to life ...than
suffering. there
is joy... ...savor
it because it is rare ...and
precious. there
is love... ...embrace
it when it touches you ...it
may not come again. there
is satisfaction... ...to
look at ourselves in the mirror ...and
like what we see... ...a
gift we should treasure. It is
difficult to... ...feel
joy for another ...care
for another ...love
ourselves or another when
life has dropped another ...cinder
block on our toes. I’m a
solitary man. I’ve
suffered before... we all
have. it’s
hard to be patient when we
hurt ...I
know. pain
eases... we
heal... ...one
day at a time. the burden
gets lighter... ...it
will not always keep me in the dark ...alone ...afraid
to live ...or
LOVE! © 2010 dovetailerReviews
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