“Sometimes…”: a poem
Submitted by MissKris on Wednesday, 16 September 20095 Comments
by Kristine Scholz of A Shelter From The Storm
Sometimes
it is very lonely
here,
in the middle of
my life.
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Thank you, Hawkwind, for the nice comment and especially for the hug.
That is “simply” beautiful. Don’t feel too alone. We are invisibly connected. I am there with you. hug.
Nice poem. Says alot!
Funny I saw this today. That is just how I am feeling, yet I am surrounded by family. They are all engaged in something else. It makes me wish I spent more time with my Grandmother. At least I don’t live alone.
MissKris reply on October 18th, 2009 8:29 pm:
Thank you, Dale. I wrote this on one of those days where I was overwhelmed and caught a moment to catch my breath. In the midst of all the busyness and chaos of the day, surrounded by noise, I had such a sense of being suspended in time, looking at myself and feeling so alone. Every time I read it, I can still ‘feel’ that moment.