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RECLUSE
with the shell of memories inwardly held
she once was approachable
ever captivating like frozen rain
her problem is what will come next
being alone is not easy
her soul has hardened
now petrified of other people
even those who love her
so she escapes from them
being alone is not easy
she likes nothing more than a sip of tea
so she can forget the dizzy race
and search for the stars in the sky
instead of watching old movies
being alone is not easy
buried deep beneath her brooding soul
remembering her life as a tale of misfortunes
and finding solace in self pity
she sees herself as a victim
being alone is not easy
thinking it best not to deal with details
she has difficulty with simple things
paralyzed by her will not to change
she feels good to be sad
being alone
3 comments:
Wonderfully written - and so very true. Life after retirement is a real challenge for so many who have been absorbed by their work.
Interesting and I especially like
she likes nothing more than a sip of tea-so she can forget the dizzy race
and search for the stars in the sky
instead of watching old movies
for me retirement is very under rated.....I enjoy it and have fun dong new things! Have a happy day!
This is an outstanding poem. I didn't at all think of it as a retired person; just as a recluse. I suppose being a recluse is much easier if you have a pension--and the problem of "what will come next" could be thought of as death for a retiree.
Here's what I like about this poem: It has rhythm of thoughts. It has excellent imagery (far better than I can come up with). It uses language well, without torturing it. It is a bit ambiguous, but is not one of those amorphous masses of twisted words that mean nothing and everything. Besides all that, it is a poignant portrait of too many people.
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