Every environment for contemplation has its End Stool.
Below is the poem entitled The End Stool which was written by poet
Roark. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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The End Stool
As if occupants left quickly
Such is the life of the bar’s end stool
We’ve all noticed its isolation
Its paradoxical value as an observation point
The lighthouse warnings
Stay away from the rocks
End stools are special
Reserved for the aloof
Wanting the “more” of life
Like we who occupy the center
Will never know
End stool has a story
Ancient as Christopher Marlowe
Recent as Oliver Reed, Richard Burton, and Peter O’Toole
Contemporary as Bukowski
Think aloneness is desired?
Oneness without connection to another something is…
Such is the sadness of lives ended
Atop the End Stool