The man sits there.
I long for him like he
was
mine.
He is so very distant—
The man, sitting there—
And he cannot hear
me
cry.
It’s not my tone—
He is so very distant,
The man, sitting over there
Outside
of
my
range.
He will not hear my cry;
It’s not my tone—
The man over there, sitting,
He is so damn distant—
Like a church
bell
outside
town.
Looking again, I recognize him
And he cannot hear me cry.
It’s not because of my tone—
That man over there
Is so close yet damn distant—
Like a newly born saint
is from
heaven.
Looking through a sea of sadness,
I recognize myself in him—
I cannot hear me cry
And I don’t recognize my tone—
So damn distant,
Like Earth is from the sun,
I am the man over
there.
Sitting lost in mercurial melancholy,
Afloat in a sea of sadness,
I cannot hear myself cry—
I no longer possess a tone
And I’m so dangerously distant
Like Satan is from salvation.
I am the man sitting there,
Longing for me to be mine.
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
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- Comment from author about the poem: Form: Modified Revelatory Cascade. This is the eighth poem written in my new Revelatory Cascade form; however, I experimented with the lines this time and did not keep the poem to any specific meter.
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The form of this poem reminded me a the swing of a church bell. As it swings silently in form it can be heard underneath in the words of the poem. Very createive
Thank you so much, Soren. I am glad the poem and the form delivered. ❤️🙏
A fictional write? Good to see some more of the 'old RC'. Aghh, not Roman Catholics, but Revelatory Cascades!
Not fictional...but not 100% literal, either. I was in one of those moments where I was extremely depressed and not feeling very in touch with myself if that makes sense. Not an identity crisis or anything like that, but kind of adrift. This got me reflecting and, once I had the motivation, writing. I had the idea of trying to get back in touch with myself, but I ghosted myself! LOL! I recognized that my new form might be able to capture that feeling in a slow reveal. Thank you, my friend, glad you enjoyed seeing an RC again! ❤️🙏
You are really on form and without doubt, a much braver man than me Tristan .. Neville
Why thank you Sir N. Much appreciated, my friend! I really appreciate your time and your encouragement! ❤️🙏
Enjoyed the read, a very powerful and interesting poem. Thanks for sharing!
Thank you, my friend! I am glad you enjoyed and it piqued your interest! ❤️🙏
You're very welcome!
Excellent write Tristan
Thank you Tony!!!
You're welcome
Powerful, the melencholia is palpable. Superb work.
Thank you, Thomas! Much appreciated! 🙏❤️
Excellent write of lonliness (if I read this right) Love your format, made it interesting even more. Thanks for the read, I truly enjoyed it.
Thank you, my friend. Yes, loneliness is a major theme. Loneliness from others as well as self. Thank you so much for your time and your feedback. I am glad the poem delivered!
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