Alone

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  orchidee July 15th, 2017 04:24

  A fine write FP. Aww, I nipped in to comment, as this poem looked 'alone'. heehee. I've gone barmy. I'll be talking to lamp-posts next! lol.

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    FredPeyerJuly 15th, 2017 11:08

    Well orchidee, thanks to you it isn't 'alone' anymore! And you would be surprised the stories these lamp-posts could tell you!

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  Fay Slimm. July 15th, 2017 04:29

  This touches home to loners like me - - most poets thrive on imagined company. Can relate to that poetic phrase "alone yet not alone"

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    FredPeyerJuly 15th, 2017 11:10

    Fay you are so right, writing is a lonely occupation.While I am sure there are writers who love to write in busy places like cafe's, I need to be by myself.

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  Michael Edwards July 15th, 2017 07:35

  Poet and artist - both done alone, no competitive element, no team spirit to pay homage to - yup I'm a loner and this resonates - great write.

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    FredPeyerJuly 15th, 2017 11:22

    Mahalo Michael, from the comments so far I realize that we are all loners. We like to be alone, but are NOT lonely. Huge difference!

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    Michael EdwardsJuly 15th, 2017 11:32

    Spot on Fred. I must add that's it since retiring that I've reached the firm conclusion that I am NOT a team player. The frustration of meaningless small talk, dealing with others, with them getting in the way, asking silly questions and voicing daft opinions drives me to distraction. I'd rather get on with things and do them by myself. But yes - I am never lonely!

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  burning-embers July 15th, 2017 08:23

  Fred i know this chap you speak of, we grew up together and he spoke to me a great deal when i needed to learn from something. He reminds me of the things i ought not to do and he congratulates me freely. He allows me to indulge in things and never abuses me. One thing i admire in him above all else is his compassion. A seriously good thought provoking write.

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    FredPeyerJuly 15th, 2017 11:31

    Thank you so much b-e!
    Isn't it strange that as small children we are allowed to have imaginary friends, but when growing up are told to "grow out of it". I recently wrote a short story about a guy who longs for a girl he only saw once and ends up with total obsession. Still needs some work though.
    I don't see anything wrong with having imaginary friends, as long as we still realize that the ARE imaginary! 😉

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  Louis Gibbs July 15th, 2017 09:11

  I, too, cherish my solitude. Great expression of this creative space, Fred!

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    FredPeyerJuly 15th, 2017 11:34

    Thanks so much Louis! I am overwhelmed by all your kind comments!

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  malubotelho July 15th, 2017 11:16

  You went deep with this one. Love it. Describes so well our imagination. I like when you say if you should send him home to be truly alone. I like to do that sometimes. To be totally free from my inside. To be nothing. To fade away from everything. To be like a blank canvas. Then you are reborn. Thanks for this wonderful piece.

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    FredPeyerJuly 15th, 2017 11:47

    Thank you Malu!
    Your comment gave me an idea. Maybe all writers should at least once spend some time in one of these tanks where you float without ANY sensory inputs. No light, no noise, no nothing. I guess no nothing is wrong, two negatives end up in a plus, so let's just say "nothing".
    Yes, I agree with you, but HOW do you do that? I have a very difficult time to shut off my brain.

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    malubotelhoJuly 15th, 2017 20:41

    You are not different. We all have tremendous difficulty in shut up those little voices. They are like a back drop theater playing on our minds. If you pay attention to the poems written here, it is like we are all suffering from the same thing. Voices that won't shut up. Ok: think about if you could have a way to shut up, to skeep all the conversation you don't need to hear. What I'm going to tell you now is not anything you can hear from on any neyghborhood chat. No Facebook chat. No pub chat. There is away and it is to forget about the voices and concentrate at your heart. Begin at feeling your heart. Then try to visualize your heart. Entertain yourself with your heart. What is the color of your heart? What is the shape of your heart? How big is your heart? How much it weighs? Then, put your hand on top of your heart. Then, try to listen to your heart. How it feels. Then, take your hand from your heart and try to listen to your heart but with your ear. Do all that laying down on your bed with the TV off. In the most silent possible. Listen to your heart beat and after you are totally concentrate at that stop everything. Concentrate in a blank wall. Fade yourself into that blank wall. Mix yourself to the blank wall. And if you can do that without going to sleep, then you are cleaning yourself. You are meditating. You have gone to a new dimention. The only thing I'm going to ask you is that, please don't feel afraid, nor keep any bad feeling inside you. Just feel like you are pure like a newborn baby. You are pure light. If you can not do it on the first time, what I believe you cannot, keep practicing. Wish you well.🙏🏻

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  Heather T July 15th, 2017 14:04

  I abhor being alone, but am jealous over my solitude. I'm blown by whatever whim I find myself in, I guess. Social butterfly that needs recovery time to be left with thoughts and books. My imaginary friend is a nagger. When I crumple up a paper her mouth is on the receiving end.

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    FredPeyerJuly 15th, 2017 14:10

    Thank you Heather,
    I love being alone. Not all the time, obviously. Sometimes I had to use extreme measures. When my three kids were toddlers and I was Mr. Mom, there were times when I had to lock myself in the bathroom just to get some peace and quiet, just to be a little bit alone! 🙂
    But I agree with you too. I like to be around people as well, socialize, have a drink with friends and family, etc. But I could not stand it being surrounded by people all the time. And for my writing I need to be alone.

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  onepauly July 15th, 2017 21:34

  this is truly amazing. poems like this why I joined my poetic side. its as though you were writing about me. because I'm alone but never alone. I listen to that little voice and it helps me to decide what to do. this is by far the best I've ever read.
  keep it going.

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    FredPeyerJuly 15th, 2017 21:55

    Thanks so much Pauly, if I were a woman you would make me blush!

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  ron parrish aka wordman July 15th, 2017 22:37

  i can understand where your coming from,we even get comfortable in our own minds

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    FredPeyerJuly 16th, 2017 01:30

    Thanks wordman, and so true!

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    ron parrish aka wordmanJuly 16th, 2017 01:38

    my pleasure

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  Goldfinch60 July 16th, 2017 01:11

  Very good write, being alone can hold many wonders.

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    FredPeyerJuly 16th, 2017 01:32

    Thanks Goldfinch, all we have to do is find them.