Frederic Parker Poet Free verse

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The Disillusioned Man

Always alone, no matter where
never understanding the why
The question not answered,

there's no one to ask

passage of time appears endless
trying to fill an emptiness, struck at birth
Watching from afar
as others move through life with passion
seeking their chosen course
while I drift
struggling to find purpose or reason
in the dim light of days

Tomorrows pass
My thoughts are only of yesterdays
when emptiness was smaller
and was covered by the coat of ignorance
If only I could find joy

for one minute

that minute would give a lifetime of memories
where I could live in content

Even now I'm a shadow passing through a crowd
a mist they're separated from 
that will quickly disperse

If I scream would anyone hear?
If I spoke would anyone listen?
If I disappeared would anyone care?

How cold the world, how deep its pain
not understanding why
I'm alive 

3/29/17

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Lukas Ficklin May 6, 2017 at 7:20 AM your vocal delivery is amazing... tone rhythm speed articulation.. I could feel the confusion and frustration.

Brian Davey May 6, 2017 at 7:17 AM Congrats on our top m placement

John Michaels May 6, 2017 at 2:44 AM Powerful write, Frederic. Congratulations on your First Place win. Regards, John.

Rob Carmack May 6, 2017 at 12:57 AM The bliss from the ignorance of youth, that is, for those whose childhood was not stolen. Great poem Frederic. Frederic Parker May 6, 2017 at 10:54 AM Well said rob, and thank you for the kindness in your contest

Beautiful Scars April 10, 2017 at 8:32 AM wow Frederic, this is outstanding writing here..you are so gifted... :)

Freddie Robinson Jr. April 3, 2017 at 1:37 PM Such a poignant, visceral poem, Frederick. A superb choice for POTD. Expressed w/so much emotional depth, it's heartbreaking to read. A true classic. Love always.

Connie Marcum Wong April 1, 2017 at 6:10 PM Congratulations on this wonderful poem being honored with POTD. 7 ; )

Carolyn Devonshire April 1, 2017 at 2:21 PM Congratulations, Frederic! The feelings of loneliness you describe are all too familiar. I especially like your comparison of a loner to "a shadow passing through a crowd." Lonely people tend to avoid crowded places for this reason. They feel even worse about their own lives when it appears no one else understands the concept of loneliness. Excellent writing, my friend! Hugs, Carolyn

Gary Bateman April 1, 2017 at 9:20 AM Hello Frederic, Congrats on the POTD honor!! I certainly agree with Carole's words below. I do think that writers as a group of individuals tend to be loners. I know this is not entirely true as a blanket statement, but deep-thought and introversion play a role in it -- I think. Like Carole, I've been there too. Yes, the World is Cold and is a cold place to be at times. It takes us poets to warm it up a bit with our words, and to seek meaning and understanding wherever we can. Best Wishes, Gary

Carole Duet April 1, 2017 at 12:11 AM Yes, I've been there too, Fredric, as I too am very alone most of the time. Fortunately, I got a little dog recently to keep me company. She hears me...and we all hear you. Take heart, friend. This is such an honest poem. Congrats on POTD.

Maria Williams March 31, 2017 at 9:57 PM Congrats on POTD, Your feelings you have described so well. A7

Constance La France March 31, 2017 at 8:55 PM Frederic congratulations on Poem Of The Day with this wonderful poem~

Running Wolves March 31, 2017 at 4:48 PM A most awesome write. Well done, i know many will relate to this even as I do. Congratulations on poem of the day.

Darren White March 31, 2017 at 2:21 PM Frederic, this is a beautiful poem and also very sad... These questions, so important, and so many people asking them, hoping to get that answer: yes, you matter, yes I hear you, yes, I care. I care, does it matter that I do? But I mean it.

Lisa Ricci March 31, 2017 at 12:04 PM Hello Frederic. I very much enjoyed the humanity within this entry and words. Be proud of it. It is well expressed. I actually read it twice to have its worth sink in. One could take line by line but its actually whole in its entirety that speaks of its power. Congratulations on it being chosen Poem Of The Day.

Agnes Krampe March 31, 2017 at 12:01 PM It is an awful feeling, to feel like that, and youd escribed it very well. Congrats on POTD, Frederic.

Sunlite Wanter March 31, 2017 at 11:57 AM Congratulations on an honest poem that some are afraid to write.

Charlie Smith March 31, 2017 at 6:34 AM Somebody's not having a good day, wow Frederick so sadly well done, congratulations for POTD honors...

Bernardo F. Asuncion March 31, 2017 at 1:58 AM Bright ideas..... congrats on being chosen.....

Andrea Dietrich March 29, 2017 at 9:36 PM This is a very well written poem for emoting this feeling that too many people seem to have. Hopefully not you.You are very good at fictional writes, I know!!!

Andrea Dietrich March 29, 2017 at 9:34 PM Probably door number one, Frederic. but I love all three. Now to see your poem.

Eileen Manassian March 29, 2017 at 5:21 PM Dear, I have at times felt this. What a deep write...heartfelt. I'm blessed by reading your poetry, Frederic. I would hear.....I do hear. Blessings.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 29, 2017 at 4:21 PM Hauntingly sad write.

Chris Green March 29, 2017 at 3:56 PM Desperately sad my friend, this feels hollow and lost and that feeling is strong in your poem. Many wander this earth alone, asking questions that seem to have no answers, seeking to just belong somewhere. This poem hurts to read because the emotions are o well expressed. Really nicely done.

Carolyn Devonshire March 29, 2017 at 3:44 PM The lonely life you describe is much like mine, Frederic. I understand the sadness of seeing happy families or hand-holding couples. If you truly feel this way, you are not alone. There are many who feel they've just dropped off the radar. Your poem is a personal favorite because only those who have spent a lot of time along can relate to it. Awesome!