Lonely Social Poems

TEA MORNING 

I SEE A CHURCH LOOKING OLD AND LONELY
CARS PARKED ON LEFT HAND SIDE OF STREET 
NO FUNERAL GOING ON IN THE CHURCH
JUST ELDERLY...

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She no longer felt taunted by the race of it all
Could not sit around and watch a life fly by, before her eyes
An unkept promise...

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This was last Saturday night. We were at a rooftop party in downtown New Haven thrown by ‘DocHouse.’ Doc-House is kind of a frat-house, owned...

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Endless option realm.
Made-up lives, well dressed disguise.
Boundless, lonely -hell....

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I had a separate social life where stoners didn’t exist 
it was when I came alive so many ladies kissed 
happy days fulfilling life that...

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(Author’s note: This poem is a humorous look at how the pandemic changed our technology, our relationships, and maybe even our spiritual quests.)


God’s on Mute

By...

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Alone in this world
Alone in this society
Alone in love
Alone in life
Alone in fatherhood
Alone in my time of need
Nobody to help me
Nobody to care about what...

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Everyone wears the faces of a thousand facets of themselves
turning phrases to gestures to jokes
A different side for every face they see
Presenting themselves as a...

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There it sits…
in the dark corner a hollow thing bony arms skeletal

Is it grinning 
There sitting closer in shadow even in Light.
Black Eyes staring. 

Things...

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Not a stir of air, not a movement of grass or bush,
This night is as still as the death that stalks the unsuspecting.
That creeper of...

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We dream of rain
In the setting sun 
in the season of one.
A wildest west and a withered crest, 
the coat of arms. 
A falcon and...

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Glowing gas station lights, bright
In the smooth endless night
The car rambles on
Down the desolate road
Many shadows have past 
Where the indigo black sky is filled
Stars...

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Being alone is not been left alone
It's doesn't mean solus
One is not being companionless
Left over the feel that unaccompained.

Alone which not only means lonesome
There is...

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On days like these.
I feel the need. 
When lovers roam.
Driven a part, I need these
Feel my hand the reason it bleeds
and most of all I...

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Well! Damned Nation…
Oh. Hey! You there!
You are in a rush, 
I see.
Can you point me to the holly-caust?
Where the burn of sulfur flares? 
Ah yessss,...

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