No One

Having nowhere to go was the most visible truth, having nothing to do and nothing that would come of having something to do was the most natural assumption. This was not what was told. Glanced upon, perhaps, by the innocent just as poorly as the guilty if guilty and innocent exist. Glanced upon and maybe engaged for a second or two at a time, but mostly just glanced upon for less than a second at a time. Passersby no more than strangers, strangers no more than moving, strangers on the move, passersby never to be met. Why would it be any different ? And this was more or less the only thing that was told. 28th January 2019

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Karen Da

Date: 8/19/2019 9:58:00 AM

The first lines were kinda striking. As I can see u are very good in expressing emotions creatively..

Lawrence Sharp
Date: 8/20/2019 12:02:00 AM

Thanks, Karen, very glad if you enjoyed, and good to have you here.

Vickie Hurtt - Thayer

Date: 3/29/2019 11:38:00 AM

Lawrence, I Love your poetry...your a talented poet, indeed. Vickie

Lawrence Sharp
Date: 3/30/2019 6:31:00 AM

Thanks, Vickie, too kind. I write it as it occurs to me, and if it's well received, that's very pleasing. Thank you very much for the words of encouragement.

Robert Lindley

Date: 1/30/2019 3:57:00 AM

To be separated from the crowd/masses usually represents either loneliness or if it is by ones own free choice--an immense freedom. Yes our brain records(what we think are absolutes) in split seconds and we oft never look deeper into life or people we see/meet. Your poem expresses much more and its depths are amazing my dear friend.. A fav..

Lawrence Sharp
Date: 1/30/2019 8:52:00 AM

Thank you for visit and insightful comments, Robert, always appreciated, my friend.

Arthur Vaso

Date: 1/29/2019 10:32:00 PM

Loneliness pervades these fine words, beautiful poetry!

Lawrence Sharp
Date: 1/29/2019 10:55:00 PM

Thank you very much, Arthur, very kind words, greatly valued.

Charles Messina

Date: 1/29/2019 6:30:00 AM

Interesting write, Lawrence. With our species, these things will NEVER change. When you are cast out, you are alone. I'll always look for that person when I'm out with my friends in social clubs and I usually try to make them feel part of the world. I too was once a shy keep to myself kind of guy. I know the feeling. PS: Thanks for your comment on my post...Stay Kool :)

Lawrence Sharp
Date: 1/29/2019 9:31:00 AM

Thanks for stopping by Charles... I can well imagine you as the guy seeking out the loners and outsiders hovering around the edges of community, because I think that all-inclusive community is very evidently a part of your nature. Your sense of outreach is something that I greatly admire, my friend.

Brandy Nicole

Date: 1/28/2019 8:33:00 PM

"Having nowhere to go" Even though there seems to be a dead end here, or perhaps one is feeling lost. I see more, as there is always a way of escape. This holds so many moments and emotions. "No One" is always a someone. We are all visible, even if we feel invisible. ~ Brandy

Lawrence Sharp
Date: 1/28/2019 10:33:00 PM

All true, Brandy, but our species continues to subject its outcasts to being cast out. Thanks no end, as always, for visit and comment.

Harry Horsman

Date: 1/28/2019 3:19:00 PM

Wow, so much going on in your poem, a wonderful read..

Lawrence Sharp
Date: 1/28/2019 10:30:00 PM

Thanks so much Harry, I'm always pleased at such positive feedback, appreciated.

Vijay Pandit

Date: 1/28/2019 9:58:00 AM

Nowhere to go and nothing to do..a sad state of affairs you depict, Lawrence. Sadder even that the truth is hidden when the facts are obvious. Complexity of human existence you paint.

Lawrence Sharp
Date: 1/28/2019 10:30:00 PM

Thanks for visit and comment, Vijay; a raw write about the constantly increasing raw spots that our species keeps inflicting on itself.