Friday, June 8, 2012

Loneliness Exposed














To be by myself
Would be the next best thing
To having what I have…
The man I love by my side.

When my dear friend
Left her nightmare of a mate
She couldn’t wait
To share the name of another man.

My mom listened to me
Lament how I couldn’t understand
Why one would rush into another’s arms
When she could be alone and enjoy her space.

Mom’s stare stopped me mid-sentence
My dad passed away five years ago
She said that’s because you’ve never been alone.
the light bulb went on.

15 comments:

Peggy said...

Excellent Judy. This flows so well and that gives even more strength to the ending.

becca said...

brilliant and wow what an ending i didn't see that coming

Mary said...

Yes, I know there are women that do just that.....and men too. I just don't understand that, but what do I know!

Anonymous said...

I felt the same way. I loved solitude until I had it all the time.

Heaven said...

I think being by ourselves is good, but it also a choice to be with someone you love and who appreciates you ~

Abin Chakraborty said...

very well crafted.the poise, balance and antithetical flow of the lines creates an excellent effect.

Old Ollie said...

A true love story!

Eileen T O'Neill ..... said...

Judy,

I guess that being alone when one has lost the only true love, is perhaps best. Knowing that you can never replace the one that has passed.
However, being alone can also extend the loneliness..I think that we are all entitled to have companionship too.

Eileen

Mary said...

So glad to see you sharing in Poets United, Judy! (Visiting again today!)

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I really enjoyed this poem, Judy, and could see the look on your mother's face clearly, through your words.

Kim Nelson said...

That mom. So wise. So right. Makes us think twice about judgment, doesn't she?!

http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2012/06/08/lighten-your-own-load/

shawnacy said...

i always pick alone.
always.
even when i pick someone else.

Renee said...

Nicely written poem that says so much. Sometimes we cannot know, truly, until we have arrived. Commenting from Poetry Pantry.

Raining Iguanas said...

It's always wise to keep those moccasins ready for a walk.

Helen said...

It is the 'be careful what you wish for' parable .. nicely done.