Lawrence Sharp Poet Free verse

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 August 19, 2019 at 9:58 AM The first lines were kinda striking. As I can see u are very good in expressing emotions creatively.. Lawrence Sharp August 20, 2019 at 12:02 AM Thanks, Karen, very glad if you enjoyed, and good to have you here.

Vickie Hurtt - Thayer March 29, 2019 at 11:38 AM Lawrence, I Love your poetry...your a talented poet, indeed. Vickie Lawrence Sharp March 30, 2019 at 6:31 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 January 30, 2019 at 3:57 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 January 30, 2019 at 8:52 AM Thank you for visit and insightful comments, Robert, always appreciated, my friend.

Arthur Vaso January 29, 2019 at 10:32 PM Loneliness pervades these fine words, beautiful poetry! Lawrence Sharp January 29, 2019 at 10:55 PM Thank you very much, Arthur, very kind words, greatly valued.

Charles Messina January 29, 2019 at 6:30 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 January 29, 2019 at 9:31 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 January 28, 2019 at 8:33 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 January 28, 2019 at 10:33 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 January 28, 2019 at 3:19 PM Wow, so much going on in your poem, a wonderful read.. Lawrence Sharp January 28, 2019 at 10:30 PM Thanks so much Harry, I'm always pleased at such positive feedback, appreciated.

Vijay Pandit January 28, 2019 at 9:58 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 January 28, 2019 at 10:30 PM Thanks for visit and comment, Vijay; a raw write about the constantly increasing raw spots that our species keeps inflicting on itself.