Line Gauthier Poet Verse

Loneliness Lives Next Door

We learned about lonely people
At a tender impressionable age

Our neighbour was sixty or so
A widower leading a quiet life

Grand-father figure to us kids
We’d drop by visit the odd afternoon

It was dark and lacked life or joy
His little house felt smoky and cloistered

He taught us how to play cribbage
First sips of beer, cigarettes, silver coins

He seemed so painfully lonely
In his little house smoky and cloistered


AP: Honorable Mention 2020

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Mike Gentile December 27, 2017 at 1:37 PM I was taken by the great title, Line and then your words really brought it to life, Great job XXOO Line Gauthier December 28, 2017 at 2:56 PM Thank you, Mike. Greatly appreciated.

Vijay Pandit December 27, 2017 at 7:00 AM You captured the lonely man perfectly, Line--I can see the kids playing with the man in his dark, smoky house. Line Gauthier December 28, 2017 at 2:58 PM Thanks for your visit, Vijay. Much appreciated.