Table for One

Great Job! Congratulations on POTW. Sending you light

Robert, your poem is so raw and emotional, so many feel the same way, wonderfully penned and congratulations on your deserving POTW honor ⭐

Robert, it’s sad to be sat at a table alone, but the memories you have make up for that. Congratulations on having received Poem of the Week… Beryl

So sad your poem is. Expressed beautifully. Congratulations on potw!

Dear Robert, while these tender moments linger in your mind, always remember you were loved. Still are, my dear friend, from our God above. Your thoughts caress gently around me and my heart. Congratulations on Poem of the Week. Hugs, Brandy

Hello Robert, Congratulations on POTD. Psychologically, dining is one of our most deeply rooted social rituals, which is why eating alone in a bustling room carries such a sharp contrast. There’s an understated courage in stepping through the restaurant door and taking a seat anyway. Grief often tries to isolate us completely, convincing us to retreat into the dark. So raw, authentic, a dignified voice to a pain that so many carry. Deeply moving work, Robert. Blessings, Daniel

A beautiful and sad write! Spaghetti and meatballs sound good. Congrats on POTW!

a poignant yet tender poem, deserving of POTW. Sending you comfort and blessings.

Robert, a wonderfully penned emotive poem. Loneliness can be a horrible feeling. Congratulations on POTW.

Congratulations on your POTW win. I enjoyed reading your wonderful  "Table for One" write/story. You are Never alone, for God sits with you. One Mother's Day, I had been away. I stopped to eat before I got home. As I was finishing up, the waiter came over and said your bill with tip has been paid in full. I was shocked. What a blessing that was. Little things can mean so much. When I see someone sitting alone, I often wonder if they wish they had someone to sit with. Guess we should ask. After all, all we could get is, I want to be alone. That would be OK. Have a blessed week with your wonderful win...............

A quietly devastating free-verse piece. The plain, observational language and familiar restaurant details make the loneliness feel immediate and painfully real, while the repeated isolation of “table for one” gives the poem its emotional centre. The final admission lands with heartbreaking simplicity. There is only one lonliness greater than sitting at a "table for one". It's sitting at a table for many and you feel like noone sees you there. Congratulations on your POTW. 🌹

Look at you winning over me!! I need poetry lessons from you dear Robert! Congratulations btw Haha

Awwn you are blessed dear Robert, there are many who long to be alone, but are stuck sitting in tables where conversations are cold, wonder what is worse? Youv expressed well! And i think your concept of the poem can be a brilliant prompt too Dont cry Thank the Lord For your meatballs’ Jesus Loves you! I am sure Sending you light always 🍴

Oh Robert your beautiful sad poem touched my heart! Lovely…. Debx