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Home Alone
“The strongest man in the world is he
who stands most alone.”--Henrik Ibsen.
I rose from
fevered sleep, as
summer’s rosy disposition
has overheated my nights,
and had breakfast alone;
for my Rose of Lolita
traveled without me;
as I nursed my My complaints stood
swollen legs in rows, but sunshine
back to health. overrides self-pity.
Glenn Buttkus
Posted over at dVerse Poets Pub Q12
18 comments:
The loneliness expressed in a beautiful way. It echoes of something much less than what's normally rosy, more a dream of past.
My complaints stood in rows... what a poignant image that is. Wonderfully done Glenn.
Oh, WOW. Impressively done
The isolation comes through Glenn. But the sunshine in the end overrides self pity, and nurses us back, if we allow it.
Thank God for the sunshine, Glenn!
My goodness you posted this late last night - my time. Hope all is well with you. I so like this line - my complaints stood in rows - but the sunshine disperses self-pity. And sometimes, us elders do get left alone but some of us soldier through it. Or cowboy through it as the case may be. I like how the sunshine does override the self pity in this. Ends up strong.
A beautiful expression of loneliness.
My favourite lines:
My complaints stood
in rows, but sunshine
overrides self-pity.
I love the zig and zag of this, Glenn - both in verbiage and in shape. And that last line is awesome!
You rocked the "rose", sir with a nice variety of uses. I like how his feelings of loneliness eventually lead to some sunnier reflections, though loneliness can be surely be devastating long term.
This spoke to me so poignantly. One of your best in terms of evoking emotion. And I loved the ending
I wonder why there is lowliness in a world full of people. I can feel the pains of sorrow in each line.
Such an air of true loneliness but somehow there is a bright spot in there where any pity fades. Love this, Glenn.
Beautiful piece! :)
It's great that even though things weren't going well, the sunrise was appreciated - hard to do! Wonderful!!
It's hard when health problems create isolation. I know from personal experience that being left behind to heal is no fun. Having said that, the poet is not wont to wallow in self-pity. He acknowledgeS and moves on…under the sun. Well done!
An Overheated night ... oh yes, and the shape of the line is perfect for content. Nice.nice.nice.
Very nice. I, too, have been there.
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