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Table for One
by Richard VinceIt’s so easy to be in the corner,
Looking out at the whole world
As it turns; you cling on and
Hope you don’t get left behind.
Always around, but never there.
Sentences decline to isolated words
And words to pictures, at once
Symbolic and meaningless,
There merely to ensure
They don’t forget you.
This isn’t how I would play it:
Mine would be an idyllic life,
Making my own rules,
Keeping my own time,
Everything and everyone at arms’ length.
The world would be mine again
And I would expand into it,
Spreading like octopus ink to
Darken the entire ocean.
It’s so easy to be in the corner,
Though, seeing the whole world
Without needing to be a part of it.
Keeping my eyes open is hard
When my eyelids are as heavy as
My exhausted heart.
06/03/2015 Posted on 06/14/2015
Copyright © 2024 Richard Vince
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/14/15 at 02:34 AM Excellent piece of introspection. Heading straight for mt Favorites (if possible) and POTD! |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 06/14/15 at 03:21 PM Nice piece Richard. But doesn't keeping every one and every thing at arms length, mean being totally uninvolved with life. You write poetry so you are involved. |
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