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September 25, 2004
loneliness is a lover
I've seen both sides of lonely.
I've looked on continents of cloistered people
From the safe and quiet arms of a woman.
I know the fight
To try compassion for the uncherished,
Smoothing down my joy
As if it were unseriousness,
Back of my heart knowing
I myself could not forever be immune
To the shady, forward charms of loneliness.
There was a time I looked up
And out from her.
She was my first, betrothed in childhood.
We were familiars, but I wanted quit.
I despised her, hardening my desperate hope
To land among the happy,
The laughing, the lovely, the un-lonely.
She bade me sit with her, but I paced,
Stalking like a lion
Caged in sight of his natural prey.
I left her, but she trails me.
She stalks us;
Discomfits my mistresses
With her little notes
And private jokes.
At happy occasions she creeps
Into my woman's face.
Mocking me,
She tries on all her expressions;
Kisses me with her lipstick,
As if to make me blush.
Jealous but not hateful,
She haunts me.
Foolish and tenderhearted,
She goads and teases,
Then weeps when arguments begin.
When my other lovers left
I still did not return her calls.
I slipped away to smoky darkness,
Cozy with my drinks,
Neither lonely
Nor taken up with friends.
Shrivelled, drying, untouched I was
Even by the love of loneliness.
Well, sweetheart, I am returned,
Alone with you again.
I paced enough outside those bars to know
There is no cage
We don't all pace together.
And now I see at a tender glance
You've grown into a woman,
Full with the world;
Filled up with lovers and grandmothers,
Dorks and debutantes,
Soldiers and orphans,
Kings and the last to be picked at dodgeball.
You're beautiful, kith fast to my soul;
Awesome more than an army with banners.
I settle down with you,
Gentler, happier than before,
And pleased to see in your smile
A thousand friends.
Posted by joel at September 25, 2004 02:54 PM
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Love it, Joel. I am both a dork AND a debutante.
Posted by: k_sra at September 25, 2004 05:54 PM
This is lovely.
(Hate to think of you all alone, pacing outside those bars, though. Isn't it getting chilly where you are? Go on in and have a drink!)
Posted by: Beer Bloggles at September 25, 2004 07:46 PM
Oh, and I have to tell you that I like your new header thingey (whatever you call it- that thing with letter/ pictures.)
Posted by: Beer Bloggles at September 25, 2004 07:47 PM
Yeah, what ^^he^^ said.
And this reminds me of the romance poem. Just as flawless.
Posted by: Daryk Jozef Havlicek at September 26, 2004 12:14 AM
//[BeerBloggles]: Go on in and have a drink!//
NORM!!!
(Sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name.)
Daryk, interesting you should mention the Romance poem. They're both personifications of an emotion or a state of being. But the two poems, to my way of thinking, also mirror each other as alternate ways of coping with loneliness. The Romance poem was from my stalking (like a lion) days. Nowadays I prefer to just walk.
Posted by: Joel at September 26, 2004 12:35 AM
Okay, how many drinks DID I have? That wasn't Beer Bloggles up there 2x earlier, that was me on Beer's computer, too oblivious to see the "comment as a different user" staring me in the eyes. (Beer Bloggles doesn't say things like "lovely." Ever.) I went on a commenting tear all across everybody's blogs- as Beer- and now you're going to think Beer is something he's not (i.e. really interested in poetry.) ('Cuz he's not.) (Unless I write it, of course. Mine goes straight to the pool room.)
Posted by: honest + popular at September 26, 2004 02:24 AM
Well, it sure was...uh, lovely to see Mr. Bloggles blogging about for a change. Even for such a short time...and not for real.
breathlessly: "But Mr. Bloggles is real! Sherrif, you gotta believe me!"
"Now Opie, what've I told you about telling stories about imaginary friends?"
Posted by: Joel at September 26, 2004 10:52 AM
Aaaah, that's funny! You make me laugh, Whitey, and that's why I like you.
Posted by: honest + popular at September 26, 2004 02:23 PM
kith? I'm too lazy to look it it up, so...
oh right, and I really like this one, but it's just a tich too romantic still. Someone please right a Good Earth farmer's poem for pete's sake. Goodness knows farmers won't get around to writing them.
Posted by: El Fid at September 26, 2004 06:58 PM
Beer has a ghost writer? Who knew!
And, El Fid, I guess it's up to you.
Posted by: k_sra at September 27, 2004 08:17 AM
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