alone

alone I stare

into the void

everywhere

matter drips

my breathing counts

time

infinity slips

headlong into the void

like a grain of sand

I sit

against the shore

or a planet

in  a universe

empty

and full

waves wash

over me

like a grain of sand

or a nighttime

alone

Reviews

[...]

These images are absolute.
They are intense and profound.
To be a grain of sand is to experience
isolation in its minutest manifestation.
It is humbling to read your poetry, Paul.

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

Much to consider here. Alone is a good thing sometimes, as long as my mind doesn't get too carried away.

Groovy writing.

[Robin]

the music of alone is so damn loud ...

[piggy]

matter drips reminded me of a cave or something.
you know, the dripping of the planet onto the planet. very scientific

but the rest of the poem was like the waves of the ocean, in and out

[Elizabeth]

This is my favorite by far. It's like the completion of your other thoughts... another reviewer said something to that effect, and it's true. "Infinity slips... like a grain of sand I sit..." I feel the weight of that. Perfect, as always. Perfect and tender and lonely.

[Dani]

"my breathing counts
time"

but I doubt you count your breathing.
time truly is insignificant.

brilliant piece.

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

It is like you were building upto this one poem..one extended moments with all other poems of yours.This is just amazing..

[Ed Hart]

you've mastered the theme

[Emily B]

the moment you let these words loose into the Universe, you instantly found a friend, alone is a state of mind sometimes

you are found