Alone with only my
Own mind to keep me
Company
Inventing my invisible
Friend who understands
My need to be alone
Supporting all my
Decisions no matter how
Vapid or inspiring
Alone with my
Invisible friend
Wondering if I should
Send him away
So I could be truly alone
But conscious that he
Lives inside my head
And no matter what
Will always be with me
Alone yet not alone
Marveling at my capacity
Of imagination and fantasy
Holding reality at bay
Growing comfortable in
Occupying that special place
Filled with untold wonders
To be experienced only by
Those who are alone
- Author: Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 15th, 2017 03:11
- Comment from author about the poem: I guess we are never really alone as long as we have our imagination!
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: malubotelho, onepauly
Comments10
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.
Well orchidee, thanks to you it isn't 'alone' anymore! And you would be surprised the stories these lamp-posts could tell you!
This touches home to loners like me - - most poets thrive on imagined company. Can relate to that poetic phrase "alone yet not alone"
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.
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.
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!
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!
I hear you! Talking about teams, I used to run cross country (alone), in soccer was always the goalie (alone), raced motocross (alone). You hit the nail on the head!
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.
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! 😉
I, too, cherish my solitude. Great expression of this creative space, Fred!
Thanks so much Louis! I am overwhelmed by all your kind comments!
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.
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.
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.🙏🏻
Thanks for the advice Malu, I am honestly going to try it. All I am doing now is practice the five Tibetans, five basically yoga exercises that are obviously physical, but also involve the mind.
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.
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.
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.
Thanks so much Pauly, if I were a woman you would make me blush!
i can understand where your coming from,we even get comfortable in our own minds
Thanks wordman, and so true!
my pleasure
Very good write, being alone can hold many wonders.
Thanks Goldfinch, all we have to do is find them.
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