Alone

 

 

 

 

Alone

 

 

Taken to the shadows, amass the frozen fall

Dreams of darkened hours sing

fresh in every mindset, placing avenues in the past

 

Brick and mortar tendencies

build a fortress around your heart,

as every nightfall wisdom

or sound against the rail, echoes in trust

 

Footprints in the snow…forward and back again

Never once a closed eye, an unclenched fist,

as I, the lone silhouette against your stained glass fears

stand firmly at the gate of brass and forged steel,

tarnished by weather but steady as devotion,

protecting you from the deepest of harm

 

Seeking nothing…not an ounce of peace,

for this role is now my destiny, my soul surrender

to a heart that beats within my own existence

in melodic undertones of poetic truths

 

And I gaze upon the winter moon, shining its light

upon your beauty, which I have come to long

in visions of my own shortcomings…alone

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

Alone is not a good feeling at times...but sometimes as a writer it is very good and productive.
Sometimes I enjoy the quiet it brings, and other times it is unnerving.

[Jack...]

Thank you Josie.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

You are welcome!

[Baby Ricochet]

We've all felt horribly alone from time to time. Good poem Jack.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend.

[s y e]

Jack this is a deep write and in a way, quite dark. I mean, if you look at it like this: You have people surrounding you with love and laughter and you're happy but you feel alone, what do you do? Then you have no one or nothing and you still feel alone. Sometimes we cannot win and I think in some ways to some people this is that type of situation.

You've written from the heart as always.

//And I gaze upon the winter moon, shining its light
upon your beauty, which I have come to long
in visions of my own shortcomings…alone//

A beautiful ending Jack.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much my sweet friend. Happy you enjoyed this. Often we feel alone until we open our eyes and realize that life exists outside of our on dungeon walls.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Melancholy and longing in abundance in this somewhat sad piece. Not sure about the phrase 'my soul surrender'? My souls surrender or my soul surrendered?

[Jack...]

Thanks so much John...it is meant in the fashion of "sole survivor" but I wanted the spelling to remain "soul" to give it a twisted double meaning.

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

And heavy and wonderful write, Jack.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend.

[icelandicblue]

There is a certain kind of aloneness that can be captured on a winter's eve that is silent and still and in that stillness we look at things in a cold light even though our hearts are warm.

[Jack...]

You are so right my friend. Thank you for stopping by.

[Rita L. Sev]

When left alone, we think it is our own shortcomings... rarely is this the case. Great images of wintry desolation here, Jack...

[Jack...]

I suppose you are right. Thank you Rita.

[Sami Khalil]

I gaze at your poems with awe and leave with joy in the heart...A great one...:)...........

[Jack...]

Sami my friend...always I enjoy your kind and flattering reviews of my work.

[Sami Khalil]

y pleasure...Any time...:).........................

[Anand Sehgal]

Dreams of darkened hours sing

fresh in every mindset, placing avenues in the past



Brick and mortar tendencies

build a fortress around your heart,

as every nightfall wisdom

or sound against the rail, echoes in trust



tremendous form and images !
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[Jack...]

Thanks so very much my friend. Your kindness is always appreciated by me.

[Pryde Foltz]

And I gaze upon the winter moon, shining its light
upon your beauty, which I have come to long
in visions of my own shortcomings…alone

Sometimes it is their shortcomings that are the problem. Wonderful write.

[Jack...]

Pryde, I always smile when you visit my world. I appreciate your thoughts on this Poem.