This poem explores the very same situation, time alone, as seen through the lens of two entirely different moods or mindsets. I hope you enjoy tonight's poem!
Alone
Under a lapis sky parted
by the buoyant shades of gray
that are flowing so breezily
through my thoughts
at the shore of a peaceful serenity
finally, a brief chance to turn it off
my head, this life, the world
a chance to be selfish with time
and befriend imagination again
there’s not a soul
within the confines
of these five senses
but the pantomime of trees,
swaying freely in the breeze
being colored by the hand
of the ultimate chiaroscurist.
Lonely
Here I am lonely,
just an anonymous spectator
of this world of ours
I’ve given this prosaic
slate of sky a long hard look
but it seems as impenetrable
as the faceless crowd that
passes before me, unbroken
here I stand, still,
in the middle of the path
of least resistance
there is no consolation,
only empty time
that pierces me
like a slow bullet.
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