Be Myself Again
The terrible beauty of being alone
watching people and cars go by
in light that leaves without goodby.
Hands in my pockets, inhaling
clouds, winter's purity suspect.
I levitate in doorways. No place
to go. All life's right here, a swarm
of happenings about to happen.
Please don't stop to talk to me
and make me join you in an end
I'm not destined to give a name.
I search for it in car lights and
darkened interiors, a fleeting
smile or the look of loneliness
of those riding somewhere
beyond their control, on their
way to another place they don't
belong, pretending in the mirror.
Be Myself Again
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Re: Be Myself Again
Who is the “you” in S4? This is where the poem starts becoming unclear. I like the first 3 stanzas a lot.
Re: Be Myself Again
Thanks Bob, maybe it’s unclear that N’s watching people and saying to himself dont any of you stop and talk to me.
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Re: Be Myself Again
Ah. That makes sense. Maybe I didn't read carefully enough. Thx for clarifying.
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Re: Be Myself Again
Sad poem about a loner.
I got it straight away, a stalker
or the invisible man.
Do you need 'terrible''? line 1.
he seems happy being miserable.
I got it straight away, a stalker
or the invisible man.
Do you need 'terrible''? line 1.
he seems happy being miserable.
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Re: Be Myself Again
Good poem Billy. I'm a people watcher too.