The levels of loneliness of a poet of longevity ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The levels of loneliness of a poet of longevity. Have I been there today ? But it’s easy to be. Ever heard the expression “ idle hands n devil”
Loneliness fills the empty void if you are idle Expanding loneliness to fill that barren space Virtual reality I know that’s not the answer Ever watched the kids these days at play ? Levels of loneliness expand within availability See when spare time gathers you start to feel
Occasionally being reminded of those bygones Friends and family you’ll not see again is real.
Let that not bring you down, try meditation. Only then can you believe you are in control Not giving yourself time to be at all maudlin Each day loneliness can be kept at bay. Loneliness is a dull sloth that can be tamed In not letting things get to you in any way. Not giving up to the inevitability of old age. Even if bits keep falling off your body ev’y day Stoop n build ‘em up again with worn fingers So many times in life you seem to hit the rocks
Oh yes I know ,you say , “ tell me how you feel” Feelings ? Well I’m pretty sure you’ll fill y’socks
Anyway , they all can see that you’re still real
Poets are a very special breed of person. On a scale of one to ten I guess a nine. Experience fills their minds to overflowing To the point where they’ll burst or put it right
On that occasion best sit an’ write a poem Friends can then receive it straight overnight
Love each friend you have “Without condition” Only then can see that friendship is alright Nothing ventured,nothing gained , a fine ideal. God granted us the sacred power to choose Ethereal guides stand there in our background Vicissitudinous opportunity presents itself. I as a poet and friend I know this to be true. True as the nose upon a happy poets face. Yours is the life , yours the opportunity anew.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Written by Philip November 18th 2018.