It is late. I am alone:
Alone and lonely and dissatisfied.
All my toys, my distracting toys
lay about untouched, devoid of
the power to attract or to divert.
My varying and various personae
lie discarded like the skins of
a snake. Poet, priest, lover,
all the roles that I have ever played,
cast off, dry spectral images
of what I once was or pretended
to be. They no longer fit.
They are and may have always been
too large for my meager reality.
So here I sit, alone and diminished;
naked
with only these few slender words
against the night…
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Reviewed by Candy T (Reader)
Reviewed on April 14, 2006
you had me up to 'they no longer fit' - excellent stuff to which i can relate (sadly)
I understand where you are coming from, John. We are more affluent, have more to amuze ourselves with, but somehow it doesn't seem to be enough. Or maybe it is too much. I recall days when, yes there were people with depression and tired of things, but they really didn't have the time to complain about it either to themselves or to others because who would hear except those close to him? These days, computers and all its related devices are a springboard for our dessent to be see and heard by millions with a flick of the wrist. This is good. This is bad. Our culture is inch-by-inch being overcome with far too many thing which are supposed to make us happy. But we are forgetting to look within ourselves with hard, careful assessment. Don't think for one moment I am preaching, for I am not. Your poem spurned this on. In a land of mild and honey, we American's are more critical and depressed than ever before.
Thank God for honesty, and thank God for those few slender words against the night! I absolutely felt the loneliness--powerfully emotive expression, very well done.
Or maybe too small for a larger reality? Either way, this is an incredible write of a man stripped bare to his soul "with only these few slender words against the night..."
Spring equinox is a good time to clear out your "toys" John. All you need is your words to keep you company. Good, cathartic write! We need to purge our emotions every once in awhile, merge fantasy with reality.
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oh, and i also love the snake skin simile, ty
Reindeer
Much insight in this one my friend!!
Love Tinka
Eileen
Thank God for honesty, and thank God for those few slender words against the night! I absolutely felt the loneliness--powerfully emotive expression, very well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Regis
Lin
Sage