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All the Lonely People

It’s just like when winter comes, You hide your face from the scorching sun, You look away from the damage done Only to find no place to run Away. You went chasing monsters But you only found a man Clutching at the shadows Foundations built on sand And the wind still blows The clouds still roll Seems just like it’s pulled your soul Away. Your not happy in the summer because you cannot bear the heat Can’t tolerate the winter when the ice in on the street And Autumn only makes you lonely for the spring. But you still can’t feel anything. Shivering dogs of war Cat on a hot tin roof And the goldfish in the bowl Is not on speaking terms with you Anymore. The cold wind makes you turn your face away When there’s no midnight sun to tell you night or day It won’t take you very far Like looking for the face of Venus In the reflection of Mars. Yet, Your le visage remains in a jar by the door... And all the lonely people call you... Elenor.

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Date: 2/23/2020 2:25:00 PM
Kelly, You have a poet's name, and author's fine write. All the lonely people there are. Cheers to the goldfish in the bowl. I think you should call it Elenor. -Richard
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Date: 11/12/2019 8:08:00 AM
Loved this..all the lonely people, where do they all belong? Very creative, there was an Elanor Rigby contest a month or so ago, this would have done well.
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