“the companion’s soliloquy“
The empty bench invites a second shadow,
yet hands stay burrowed in wool.
To ask is to confess the hollow place,
to cry “I thirst” before the well is offered,
and risk the sudden pity of an obligated smile.
It is a small, exposed, and trembling thing
to knock upon a heart and beg for room.
But to wait is to let dust settle on the second chair,
to watch lanterns flicker out in distant windows
and pretend solitude is some high, monastic virtue.
It is to stay a stranger to the feast,
starving politely on the porch of human grace.
now breath hangs visible in cloying air,
a wordless petition looking for an ear.
Must the beggar always name his hunger,
or does the keeper of bread already see the need?
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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Simply lovely Cryptic this poem so layered in psychological depth where pride, social custom, manners lay as trenches in the war against power, control, desire and one must walk the line of diplomacy in establishing relationships and claiming ground of personal space of another. This is a masterful write my friend so well executed and a fave
thank you so much dear SorenπποΈ
My pleasure my friend
great write ans a fav
Most truly appreciated and grateful, friend. πποΈ
most welcome
Good write A.
Thank you O.
I believe what you believe - your much more eloquent though! Maybe we are doing what's needed?
The conscious is hard to deal with, for me.
I dig that, totally. Thanks so much πποΈ
Rik, what a beautiful meditation on loneliness, vulnerability, and the courage it takes to reach toward another person. I love how the poem never settles for easy answers, allowing the closing question to remain open and deeply human. It left me reflecting long after I finished reading. Wonderful write, my friend. πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
Good to walk into the continuing story of living. Thanks TittuπποΈ
A fine Poem on a lonely Persons need for Companionship and a Soul Mate.
'Faint Heart never won' etc. Enjoyable Piece.
...glad this was enjoyable, friendπποΈ
We must always see that need Rik and help others when we can.
Andy
...and fill the need, thanks Andy πποΈ
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