Lonely? Not I.

Goldfinch60



Here am sitting,

Sitting in my home,

Alone.

 

Alone I may be,

But what I am not

Is lonely.

 

I have music,

Music always there,

In my soul.

 

I have words,

Words to write,

On this page.

 

I have my thoughts,

Of the love of my life,

Safe and cared for.

 

Yes I might be alone,

But loneliness

Is not with me.

 

My life is sadder,

Without my lover

By my side.

 

My life is freer,

As I can move on

Into life.

 

That life was taken,

Taken by her dementia,

Mine is back.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 10th, 2019 01:25
  • Comment from author about the poem: The words say it all.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Alan .S. Jeeves

    I can't ever remember being alone in my life Andy and your words remind me of that. My friends are horses, dogs (and sometimes people). It's good to go out on the Yorkshire moors where there is no one and take one of my beautiful guitars. You're never alone with a Fender.

    Ex animo, Alan

    • Goldfinch60

      Alan, I cannot remember being lonely either, music is always with me no matter what circumstances I am in.
      So much music,
      So little time.

      Andy

    • orchidee

      A fine write Gold. There's an 'Elvis' guy in town - used to be at same church as me. Don't look anything like Elvis though, and that's not his real name, but always is collecting Elvis' stuff - memorabilia, etc.

      • Goldfinch60

        There are many 'Elvis's around they can be very good but the original was something else.

      • orchidee

        I'm glad you are finding a positive way through this. Of course you don't forget Joyce any day. I can see how this could have turned turn out with overwhelming sadness, melancholy, etc.

        • Goldfinch60

          I will never forget Joyce.

        • Thoughts In Time

          Love will always be a part of us if we know what it is therefore no need to be lonely ...seasons come and go and who’s meant to be will be there by your side...as we accept what is and what will never open up to receive no matter how lonely it can feel at times ...everything happens for a reason..some we might never understand..I’m glad you are back and not lonely 🌹

          • Goldfinch60

            Thank you Thoughts, it was becoming harder to look after my wife as dementia took her from me, now she is in a wonderful care home with amazing staff and I am getting my life back.

            Andy

            • Thoughts In Time

              Oh that’s so good to hear that’s she safe and well looked after ...there’s a time and a place for everything ..🌹

            • Clara

              Andy, such a comforting poem. For loneliness is sometimes a debilitating emotion that is often overlooked. So, I am pleased you find comfort in music and poetry while your wife is well cared for. Lovely poem.

              • Goldfinch60

                Thank you Clara, much appreciated.

              • Michael Edwards

                This is a joyful read - I also have never been lonely - I have my art and all my arty friends without mention of my close family.

                • Goldfinch60

                  Thank you Michael. Yes we are fortunate to have things that occupy us to fend off loneliness.

                • dusk arising

                  Most of my life i have lived alone and i don't ever feel lonely. Singleton life suits me though in these later years it would be nice to have a companion to share all the 'spare time' with in mutual harmony.

                  Anyone as positive as you will never find loneliness.

                  • Goldfinch60

                    I have hardly ever been alone in my life, I have always had Joyce with me but when her dementia got so bad where I could no longer deal with it be alone and finding MY life again is almost exhilarating.

                    Being positive is the only way I know how to be.

                    • dusk arising

                      Reflecting upon this again, it occurs to me that when your beloved lady was with you and seriously ailing, there must have been an intense loneliness within you, being able to reach out physically but not connect spiritually or mentally. A great feeling of loss. You are fortunate to be of such a positive nature.

                      • Goldfinch60

                        Yes there may well have been but I had a special time in the morning before she got up where I could lose myself in poetry, writing poetry has been my saving grace throughout that time. Occasionally loneliness was there but living my wife's life soon took care of that.
                        Yes d a, in spite of everything I do feel fortunate.

                      • ANGELA & BRIAN

                        ANGELA here (Friday already !) thanks for sharing & caring ! ALONE but not LONELY - Love that ! I have been ALONE - without BRIAN for 15 months - BUT - like you never really LONELY ! I have Ruth & My Clients & Friends !

                        MUSIC - Elvis always gives me goose bumps
                        WORDS - especially Poetry
                        MEMORIES - of BRIAN and our times together
                        VISIONS - of BRIAN and o future lives together

                        Your unchanging LOVE for JOYCE is always a great example and uplift to BRIAN & I

                        Blessings & Peace to YOU & JOYCE
                        Love ANGELA & BRIAN 🧡💙🧡💙🧡

                        • Goldfinch60

                          Thank you Angela. You and Brian will be together soon and the world (especially New Zealand) will be your oyster.

                        • FredPeyer

                          Goldie, you very aptly describe the difference between alone and lonely, but your poem is much more. It also shows your love and dedication to your wife. Kudo!

                          • Goldfinch60

                            Thank you Fred, that love for her will never die.



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