Lonely
on darkened hill a willow stands
limbs hang scraping the earth
as if trying to dig a hole to
escape
lonely
as the lamb or calf stand in the paddocks
in the fierceness of winter hail and rain
their coats saturated from the
rain
lonely
the broken-hearted woman
with so much love to share
sits alone at her table and dines by
herself
lonely
the father who waits for the
fortnightly visits from his children
wanting to hear laughter hold them
close
lonely
the animal in the shelter hoping
that someone will pass by and take him
away from the four x 6 cage that he lives
in
lonely
the dreamer who aspires to be grand
yet lives his life thinking that he is
not worthy of being noticed he has nothing to
give
lonely
the writer for their voice are words
placed upon paper hoping that thoughts felt
deep within will be recognised and there meaning
known
This is very nice Lady Rambles – some affecting images.
(there / their in last stanza)
Thank you Mr P and thank you for visiting..and noted.
the first stanza is amazing! lovely work…
Thank you Miri. x
I don’t understand what everyone else is saying…but I felt it was beautiful and deep! Night from Perth, Mumsy!! Hugs Paula x
Stanza is the ‘verse’ as I knew it before venturing further down the poetical path honey – thank you. xx
Felt, recognized and known Jen.
Thank you also JC appreciated.
This is so great Jen!! Love this!
Thanks Mel – glad you loved, also. x
You shouldn’t be lonely …as the writer …this one is reading…
kisses and hugs to you my precious girl. xx