Alone at a Movie

by Ronald A Pavellas

There is an ineffable sadness
In standing in line
Sitting in the theater

How can I enjoy a good show
Without her sitting next to me?

Little nods of her head
Touches of her hand on mine
My hand on her arm
My glancing at her rapt eyes
Her tear-stained cheeks
Our hands will sometimes clasp


So, I sit alone
As the nice old theater
Plays good jazz
The lights full on
Before the showing

My writing pad and pen
Are my allies, my friends
My companions
As I wait for the movie to start



Posted on 05/26/2002
Copyright © 2023 Ronald A Pavellas

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Rommel Cruz on 11/18/02 at 12:26 PM

Yeah, watching movies alone can be pretty sad =(

Posted by Lori Blair on 12/28/11 at 11:34 PM

Being without and suddenly everything is unejoyable and lonely..maybe we forget ourselves while so wrapped with another? so well written! I can relate!

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/05/13 at 02:33 PM

Quite a touching POTD.

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