All these people, living alone,
Each one wakes in the night
And feels alone in bed,
Except perhaps for a cat or two,
The dog curled in its little bed,
A goldfish shining in its bowl,
A stack of books on the table.
Turn on a circle of light
And open a book,
A two-day old newspaper.
Peel a banana, drink a glass of milk
And talk to the cat.
Make a game with treats.
The loneliness was just a moment,
Soothed by resumption of sleep.
A contest entry
- ONE DECENT CONTEST FOR YOU.... by phoenixonfire.
300 points, ended April 22, 2008, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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hmmm..I like this!! I like ur refrences. There is a sense of broad mind that I can sense here! It shows the ability to think beyond the obvious. Wonderful write.
Thanks for entering and good luck!!
pri
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