Home » Poems » Victor Buhagiar » Solitude - No Chance

Solitude - No Chance

He yearned for quiet. He craved perfect silence. He pictured himself in some valley, Abandoned by all, Resting against some old oak tree, With no soul in sight. It was not to be. All he heard was rustling, Movement all around the room. No peace to savour, Could not even read his lines. He watched her moving around the room, Now on the sofa, Now looking out of the window. No peace for him. He looked straight at her, Eyes baleful and threatening. “Move off, pest. Leave me in peace.” She looked at him, Eyes hurt and almost crying. Turning around she left And ran into his wife’s lap, Wagging her tail behind her.

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

David Smith

Date: 8/4/2024 11:42:00 PM

A perfectly weighted poem worth waiting for. A candidate for my top 10 list. Have to share this one with my neighbor. PS Identical twin boys arrived twins arrived. Now three grandsons Names Leo Francis Brown and Archer Verano Brown. Best Regards David

Mike Bayles

Date: 8/2/2024 7:28:00 AM

I love the surprise ending, Victor.

Beryl Edmonds

Date: 8/1/2024 9:52:00 AM

Love this poem and the surprise ending Victor. A delightful read. Hugs, Beryl

Paige Hind

Date: 8/1/2024 6:01:00 AM

Love animals, especially dogs. A cute poem! :)

Hilo Poet

Date: 7/31/2024 5:59:00 AM

Emotions are a constant gray. Black & white develops in time. When facial expressions and body language convey familiarity, one that's unmistakeable, black & white--picture perfect. The consequence is what happens when we let our emotions get in the way to our better selves by hurting those that/who truly care for you. Aloha William

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 7/31/2024 4:30:00 AM

Emotive write…”eyes hurt and almost crying,” …ran into his wife’s lap. Hugs my sweet friend.

Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 7/30/2024 6:44:00 PM

Sounds like he needed to be alone, and that poor dog felt unloved, maybe at some other time, he would have welcomed her in

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 7/30/2024 6:36:00 PM

I just love this dog story. I hope it has a happy ending. And shame on you for chasing her away.

Victor Buhagiar
Date: 7/31/2024 12:48:00 AM

My poems are all fiction.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/30/2024 6:28:00 PM

Oh I love the surprise ending. Wonderful

Joe Dimino

Date: 7/30/2024 10:09:00 AM

:) that's why I have cats...far less demanding. But you got to love them. I needed the giggle. Thank you.

Joseph May

Date: 7/30/2024 8:13:00 AM

I like the twist ending in this verse, best wishes

Eve Roper

Date: 7/30/2024 7:52:00 AM

Cute one, cats can sometimes be a pest. Enjoyed reading my friend

Eileen Manassian

Date: 7/29/2024 9:33:00 PM

Oh! Didn't expect that though anyone who is unkind to animals is the real pest! Great write

Evelyn Judy Buehler

Date: 7/29/2024 9:48:00 AM

Victor, I enjoyed reading this charming, humorous tale of the need for solitude, and an uncomprehending, adoring pet. I hope your day is nice. :)

Ink Empress

Date: 7/29/2024 9:11:00 AM

Dear victor , very creative write, so descriptive and intriguing, kept me reading until the end. An adorable ending to this articulated poem so well delivered. Pets always love attention, despite sometimes some wanting time alone in silence. Pleasure reading your work. Sending you light always

Supraja Kannan

Date: 7/29/2024 7:08:00 AM

Ha ha ha...".He pictured himself in some valley, Abandoned by all" I thought it was a poignant write but loved the twist, Victor... Loved it ... Fav...

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 7/29/2024 6:43:00 AM

Dear Victor, I smiled when I got to the end of your poem. I was thinking at first that it was your grandchild, which can be a real handful at times, and then other times they are the most blessed gift. Well written! - Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel

Tom Woody

Date: 7/29/2024 5:44:00 AM

Ha! Nice sense of humor here, however subtle. Pets demand time and attention, for sure. Poor John Arbuckle