I walk faster than my solitude. But only as far as
the tether of want. Then I wait, in its overhang
for silence to catch up. Want like a bitter salt rubs
slowly over broken skin. Pain seduces with its
mouth, speaking, always speaking. You learn its
words by walking with the full moon. Who knows
what the moon does when your head is lowered.
What kind of love requires you to lift your face in the
darkness? Aloneness, however, is mute – a friend
that crawls under you so it can look you in the eye.
This was just so wonderful to read. Thank you for posting it.
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Thanks so much. Glad you liked it.
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This is so beautiful. I have shared so much in my life with the moon.
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Thanks so much, Susie. Me too!!
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This is just gorgeous–and I love how you structure your couplets–
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Thanks so much. Glad you liked this one!
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Want holds a tight grip on the tether too, pulling you in harder if you try to fight against it too hard. Trying to banish want entirely is hard, but the dull pain of living under its control seems worse.
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Yup! Thanks, Rommy.
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Luv your image of aloneness. Happy Sunday
Much💖love
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Thank you, Gillena.
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I wonder if the aloneness and solitude share speaking habits. Or, if the first stays forever silent while the second says what it must when necessary. Whatever the answer might be, the details in your poem makes aloneness and solitude the kind of friends one needs every now and again.
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Interesting thought there… one can, if one dares, make solitude/aloneness an honest friend… if we know how to bear it! Thanks, Magaly!
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From title to last line, this is a wonderful write!
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Thanks so much, Beverly.
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Loneliness is not so wonderful. this is a great way of expressing your feelings about it Thotpurge. great write.
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Thanks so much… appreciate your comment.
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I feel this under my skin, especially the final verses.
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Thanks so much, Chrissa.
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Lucky are those that have never felt alone.
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Indeed! Thank you, Robin.
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I love the way you played with the phrase ‘tether of want’, Rajani, especially in the opening lines, and the final lines are deeply touching.
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Thanks so much, Kim.
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Great poem I love “You learn its words by walking with the full moon” and this is brilliant “Aloneness, however, is mute – a friend that crawls under you so it can look you in the eye.”
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Thanks so much, Marja.
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Striking imagery! In particular, ‘Want like a bitter salt rubs / slowly over broken skin.’
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Thanks so much, Rosemary!
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This is incredibly stunning, Rajani! 💝 I am especially enamored by; “Who knows what the moon does when your head is lowered.”👏
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Thank you, Sanaa.
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Beautiful, love the last line ‘aloneness, however,….eye’
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Thanks so much, Madhuri.
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A wonderful poem, Rajani. “You learn its words by walking with the full moon.” I love that. And the aloneness looking you in the eye.
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Thanks so much, Sherry.
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