Lavender

Jul 29, 2024 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Where Lonely People Walk

There are stifled heartbeats
just below the ground
where lonely people walk -

forsaken greetings,
conversations barely pulsating,
trying to push through rocks, loam, and roots,

itching to vine onto
the wandering soles of
those needing a bit of benevolence,

a breath of companionship,
one reason to come alive...
waiting for an opening salutation,

"Hello."

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

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

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: United States

Favorite Poets: I tend to read Ted Kooser, Jim Harrison, Billy Collins, Paul Simon, Robert Frost. I like minimalist poetry, and poems reflecting on nature and Mother Earth.

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Comments

Geezer

11 months 1 week ago

Hmmmm...

This is surely a description of a walk in a cemetery?
I've seen those people, walking among the silent friends and family, looking for some companionship and comfort.
I couldn't have said it better. ~ Geez.
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Lavender

11 months 1 week ago

Hello, Geezer!

I really like your take on this! I always appreciate your input and comments!
Thank you for reading!
L

Candlewitch

11 months 1 week ago

Dear Lavender,

I really like this pensive mood, (and what it produced,) of yours. my favorite lines are:

a breath of companionship,
one reason to come alive...
waiting for an opening salutation,

"Hello."

as for me, I once was a spirit, ghost if you will, magnet! it wore me out.

*hugs, Cat

Lavender

11 months 1 week ago

Hello, Cat,

I'm certain being a spirit magnet is very exhausting! :)
Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts!
Lx

Rula

11 months 1 week ago

Hello dear Lavender

A beautiful capture of the unspoken words and buried emotions if I got it right.
I thought the used metaphor of these emotions trying to "push through rocks, loam, and roots" suggests the difficulty and the struggle people often have in expressing themselves or reaching out.
Sometimes one simple word such as " hello" or any simple and kind act might bring warmth and interaction into life to someone.
At least my take
Wonderfully done!
Bless you and your pen
Thank you for sharing dear friend

Lavender

11 months 1 week ago

Hello, Rula,

Yes, your interpretation is closer to my intent in writing! The poem is a bit abstract so, I know there may be multiple meanings when reading. Thank you, as always, for lending your thoughts!
Lxxx

Rula

11 months 1 week ago

Or

is it your wondering imagination on how could possibly the dead people (who lie lonely down there ) wish to reach the ones still alive even if with a simple salute.
This piece has a lot to say and provoked my thinking.

Would very much hear the author's interpretation:)

Lavender

11 months 1 week ago

Hello, Dear Rula!

I recently moved to a small town where I knew no one, and found I missed conversation most of all. I found myself talking to everyone - people at the bank, the library, behind the counter at the coffee shop. So needing to converse with other humans, any one who said "hello." :) I made several friends just by speaking up and getting out there, but for a few weeks, I felt loneliness on a pretty deep level. However, I really, very much, totally, and excitedly like Geezer's interpretation, too! It all works for me! Thank you for helping with this, my wonderful friend!
Lxx

Rula

11 months 1 week ago

This

Reminds me of same situation my dear mom once got into. I mean moving from where she was busy with life really buzzing around, to a very quiet place.
I don't say this is a bad thing, but it's not totally that healthy.
Keep up the great work dearest Lavender.

Lavender

11 months 1 week ago

Thank you, Rula,

for all your help!
Lx