Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Invisible In the City Country

My hoodie is too warm but I hate bras so I keep it on
In case a neighbor or an Amazon delivery person drops by
I am laughing now
I live in the country
A place people live who do not neighbor
City-country 
Much different than small-town country
Where everyone neighbors
We are pretty much unknown to each other 
And I am of the age where delivery people 
Do not see me at all.
An invisible person after fifty.
My nearest neighbor is eighty-two.
She has dementia.
The next neighbor down only drops by in election years
Begging us to vote her direction 
Which we would never do.
I am always delighted, begging her to come in
But she won’t.
Her husband was much friendlier
But he passed of cancer a year ago.
I did not know for ten months.
That is how close we are out here
In the city-country.
Sadly enough.

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Jennifer Proxenos November 11, 2019 at 11:44 AM Some people just like keeping to themselves. I must say that the estate we bought a house in is extremely friendly, we have had 6 visits in the last two weeks just to welcome us. I was very touched! Hugs and blessings Jennifer. Caren Krutsinger November 11, 2019 at 11:48 AM That is nice. Our country neighbors are driving away from their homes when I am and returning when I do - I think we all just want some quiet time when we return. I know I do.