Alone, But Not Lonely

Alone, But Not Lonely

A Poem by Barbara Walker

As the sun begins to set,

I pull up a chair,

light the lantern

and sit by its rosy glow.

 

As I quietly listen,

the wind begins to blow,

moaning its way through

this little cabin and the trees.

 

The white rocks,

on the hill,

stand out sharply,

in contrast to the twilight sky.

 

The windmill

turns to and fro,

defenseless,

against a fickle wind.

 

As I sip my cup of tea,

the wind dies down

and in the silence,

there is me.

 

 

© 2010 Barbara Walker


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the title of this piece got my attention, for i often describe myself as alone but not lonely. though i live in an urban area and spend warm evenings on a tiny porch , i can relate to the serenity and peacefulness of this time. alone time is necessary and restoring. there is total comfortableness in this moment and no sorrow. it is good for the soul to be able to enjoy one's own company.

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There is much to be said for those who are content with their own company, but hopefully it's not a permanent condition. Someone to talk to ever now and then is nice.

Posted 16 Years Ago


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this is so pretty and peaceful!!:)
I love how clear the imagery is, it's very calming:)
Great job, this really is beautiful:)

-Heather

Posted 16 Years Ago


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oh what a dreamy writing,oh you show me that scenery as if i was with you ,its your words so touching really,you go through minute details like..I pull a chair,light the lantern,sit by its rosy glow..these and others you try telling how lonely you are..as the wind dies down in the silence ,there is me...oh dear you show a strong feeling of loneliness ,and you were pretty good at it ,i was almost there watching you doing all these things,this is sad,loneliness is sad ,humans want company,loneliness is not for us or for you dear ,i hope this will clear and you having someone or lots around you ,i was engulfed by the feeling you draw here ,you were lovely at it ,but you also drove me sad...

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Barbara Walker
Barbara Walker

Lake Havasu City, AZ



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I am retired from the Postal Service. I find I write poetry to help myself through difficult times and I have written many poems in response to the chronic pain I've been living with for over 30 year.. more..

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