Long Days Ahead

House is lonely, large and dark

As I look out over ruined park

Simple square, no longer green

Silence falls upon the scene

Here I am where I have been

Living in a city, unseen

Being all that I can be

For only Worldwide Web to see

Yet I lurk alone in secret places

Unfamiliar to people’s faces

Long lean months are coming soon

With the coming of waxing moon

Winter nears, crisp and even

End of year in dead of season

And so it comes, yet I’ve no fear

Of things that await in brand New Year

I may have doubt of things unknown

And feel empty in empty home

But I know what comes and what it brings

Much hard effort before next spring

Long days ahead I do foresee

Long days ahead in store for me

Reviews

[flaneur]

The soul of the city is back, whispering its secrets. I think every city you move to is lucky to have you witness its activity; part chronicler, part harbinger.

"Being all that I can be / For only Worldwide Web to see"

Another nice allusion to the gap between social networking and physical alienation, one of my favorite sociology topics.

[just is]

I really enjoyed this write here. This is wonderful

Silence falls upon the scene
Here I am where I have been
Living in a city, unseen
Being all that I can be
For only Worldwide Web to see

I like these lines here.
This is wonderful

[HoorayForUnderdog]

You really know how to set a tone. I enjoy your writing. Rock on!

[Kris Tate]

babe its awesome but you knew I would love it