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scribbler
Jul 26, 2023 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)
This poem is part of the contest:

Neopoem Of The Week July 24 To July 29th 2023 🏆 Winner

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THE LONELY ONES

Some are widows, some widowers
or stuck in marriages gone stale
others outlived all their friends
living in a world gone pale.

Most have faces etched by time
with hair of white or gone away.
They are there if one just looks
as they sit with little left to say.

Even when within a crowd
of people they purport to know
you'll notice that they don't say much
as they feel their isolation grow.

Their silence doesn't mean they're dense
indeed deep within their silent shell
often burns a near genius
longing to leave their private hell.

I know all about the lonely ones
all the ones you know and sometimes see
for all too often that isolated soul
is.....

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Frost, Burns, Longfellow, Poe, and Johnson. I guess you've noticed these are all past masters. Other than folks on site I don't read any contemporary poets .

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Alex Tanner

Alex Tanner

1 year 11 months ago

I used

I used to do a lot of sessions in retirement homes and what you have here is a very good description of so many residents. You could add much more to this as they are affected in so many ways, Still. a perceptive piece. Alex.

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scribbler

1 year 11 months ago

Hi Alex

I kept having to fight off the urge to keep writing on this one but I'd decided before hand to keep it short. I' an pleased I captured the angst involved

Lavender

Lavender

1 year 11 months ago

The Lonely Ones

Hello, Stan,
I agree that you've captured this loneliness. As I get older, I am clearly understanding how this happens so easily and so frequently.
Thank you,
L

Candlewitch

Candlewitch

1 year 11 months ago

dearest Scribler,

many years ago, I worked in a nursing homes as a hired companion for elderly ladies who had lost their husbands. I aided them in their ablutions, getting dressed and anything else they needed. we read and played cards and had long talks. they loved to talk and I loved hearing their tales of younger days. at a young age I learned to respect the elderly and was aware of their qualities.

I also saw, first-hand the lonely and forgotten ones quite literally withering away. waiting and hoping for a visitor.

Great Poem, Congratulations on the win!

*love, Cat

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scribbler

1 year 11 months ago

Hi Cat

I expect working in a nursing home is a sad thing as the old people slowly leave

J

Jenifer James

1 year 10 months ago

Yes, it can be sad. I was a

Yes, it can be sad. I was a Nurse Educator working mostly in palliative care, but some of it is beautiful: meeting extraordinary people at the end of their lives, hearing the depth of their stories, holding them quietly.

J

Jenifer James

1 year 11 months ago

Congratulations!

Well done! What a great winner! Congratulations on this poem, Scribbler. You catch the essence of old age beautifully.

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scribbler

1 year 10 months ago

Hello Jen

I appreciate your dropping by. Now if In could just escape the reality of getting old lol