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All Alone
by John HarderThis place not home
So dark, so cold
All alone
Time sits still
Black of night
take me home
Nothing matters
Life so dreary
Heart of stone
Take my hand
Lead me on
where I roam
Sigh in fear
Cry a tear
No shalom 06/07/2007 Author's Note: I've attempted to put some rhythm in this one. I think it flows nicely.
Posted on 06/07/2007
Copyright © 2024 John Harder
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 06/07/07 at 02:29 PM It does flow very well. |
| Posted by P.T. Brooks on 06/08/07 at 10:56 PM i think it flows as well, nice write |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 06/09/07 at 05:11 AM It flows very well and the brevity helps. To me, it's so sad or a plea to God that the narrator wants more out of life than he/she is getting. Too many times I've said some of these same words, so this poem got me a bit emotional and I've shed some tears. Maybe this is what those of us who believe want - to be taken home.
~Chelle~ |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 08/23/07 at 07:12 PM Snippets of life posted together make a rhythmic pattern. The poem says to me, "I don't know where I'm going, not sure where I've been. I feel lost. HELP!" |
| Posted by Sarah Wolf on 07/17/12 at 09:18 PM I like this style |
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