Loneliness (Once Living Proof)A Poem by PeteLoneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is the richness of self. - May Sarton"damn those kids", running through the neglected yard of a mistaken, forgetful brain rattling against an uninsulated, window pane the one with missing, thirsty putty and things it once knew now arcane the wind outside mumbles a long forgotten namea time when yesterday held reason and tomorrow was sane when gold and red corpuscles found their way through a collapsed, vericose, spider vein these four walls are closing in all they do is hold up the roof turning daily existence into a twisted, forlorn spoof if you don't believe it, just check back in about forever's time when now is frozen in twilight and drawn curtains have no rhyme where the barren hand of loneliness has no erect fingers with which to flash a peace sign silent and aloof there, you'll see the weary, forsaken shadows of once living proof © 2023 PeteAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on December 26, 2023 Last Updated on December 28, 2023 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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