Wednesday, April 28, 2004

  • WELL-DRESSED

    Sometimes I wrap the dark and loneliness around me at night before I sleep.

    Then I dress in it in the morning light.

    I always hope it has dissolved into the chill of midnight.

    No such luck.

    It returns by noon each day,

    and always stays past bedtime.

     

    This was an old poem, and I felt that way most days, but not anymore.  It still chases me around, but I always run from it.  Now I can get away from it sometimes.  Lots of times I can escape.  Oh, well, have a happy day or night.

Comments (6)

  • I've had days like that too. 
  • I have too. I'm glad you don't feel that way so much anymore and when you do, I'm glad for the times you're able to escape it. I know I'm glad to be able to escape it when I feel like that.
  • The author Willa Cather had a line in one of her books which I always remember the idea of, though not necessarily her exact words, where she "wrapped the cold around like a coat." When I lived in Canada, I'd think of that line when I had to face the weather. It some how made me better able to endure the temperature.
  • Hey like the poem - thanks for your comments on mine.
    Alone, so alone, I could groan to no-one, sick, sick of it just being me, to face myself alone. I've been there believe me, but things do change and being able to share my life now with one so special has changed me for good. Don't think that it won't change - because it will.

    M
  • I'm glad you can escape it now. I understand how you felt because i had several years of experience, but as you said, one can get away from it with patience and trying hard enough

    Have a great day and thanks for visiting my xanga!

  • This poem sure hits home with me.  I agree, though, most days I can handle the isolation.  If you wanted to see the links you missed they are back up at my site.  Thanks for dropping by.
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