The words,
defining me
talking to myself, then
thrown into the ether.
Love escapes me,
loneliness my friend.
She comforts me,
a seductress.
Shadows come alive.
V
C 2005, Deabler, V.T.
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- All characterological defenses, fetishes and addictions are life-limiting attempts to fulfill personal strivings for creative heroism in service to the denial of death anxiety. V T Deabler, 2008 c2005-2006 All Rights Reserved
9 comments:
Ahh master poet ... this loneliness person can she be put out? Maybe you would rather meet her sister "alone" Alone can do the time and look forward to what each day brings with spirit of young butterfly! I think this lonliness person is just using you, cuz your good looking!... Yah, seduce ... right ... tell that broad to lay off!
Lonliness is a slut as he/she is constantly hitting on me as well. <<<<hugs>>>
Candace
There is such a fine line between loneliness and solitude. I will explore that borderland forevermore.
Lovely.
When you say, "loneliness my friend...she comforts me" I hear the sarcasm and I relate. I have a poem almost like this one.
oooh...deep!
i love this "lonliness my friend"
this is breath-taking.... it paints an image in my head. judi
Lonely feelings ... clear pictures created in my head by this poem.
Monica
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