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Author Name: FreeMoonStar 7 Comments
Date Added: August 03, 2010 02:08:04 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Of being alone again.
The ringing of the alarm clock sounds out
Eyes closed, I reach a hand out and smack at it
A soft moan soon follows, then that feeling of dread
It spreads like a virus, running through my veins
So familiar that we have become old friends of sorts.

Rising, I make my way to the bathroom to get ready
Shower, dress, makeup, hair, then a mad dash downstairs
The smell of coffee soon takes over the house and my senses
Inhaling the rich scent, I pour myself a cup and move towards the porch
The sweet sounds of the birds fill the air 
Sunrise slowly makes its way across the sky
Sitting on the porch, I watch the sight with silent wonder
So much beauty, serenity, that tears come slowly and gently fall.

Only this time I let them.

For tired I have become
Of pretending to laugh
Of playing the 'I am strong' game
For weakness has slowly taken control
In heart I have grown heavy
And the hidden tears I now let fall.

Forgotten promises now come forward
Of a time when all was well with the world
Fears were nothing but a long forgotten memory
Hidden, I have now thrown away the key
And on this porch I sit, and let the tears fall
Silently, slowly, and finally... Openly
For I shall no longer hide behind the fear.

Of being alone again.
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Comment By: Freemandate on August 4, 2010 08:46:24 AM Report

I'm not sure what inspired this write but if it is truly how you currently feel I certainly hope things get better for you. This write is so sad and yet it seems to say that you have come to deal with being alone. Sometimes a few tears are good for the soul.

Manny..Hoping things are better!


Comment By: PremiumHOPE on August 3, 2010 06:00:32 PM Report

What a wonderful inspiring poem.  I have felt this way even while dwelling in the house with my husband.  But I can recall a time when I did live alone and I was quite happy.  Just before i got married.  I wasn't dating I was alone and enjoyed almost every waking minute.  But one thing is for certain I don't wish to spend my senoir years alone which will most likely be the case.  I appreciate the sadness but also the strength in this one.  sorry for the long response.


Comment By: FreeAndrew on August 3, 2010 10:36:13 AM Report
pour another cup of coffee and let's sit back and talk about this....

as always, you do a magnificient job of creating a scene so vivid I can taste the coffee and hear the birds - and feel the inner insecurity and fear.  you take us inside and make us feel you - and feel for you - wonderful work, lovely lunar lady with the new hair-do

Comment By: FreeHenry M. on August 3, 2010 07:48:22 AM Report
So very sad Moonie, but sooner or later all of those pent up emotions that you've been internalizing have to be let out and it is in those private moments when the mind is allowed to actually think without interuption, that all of what's been inside you comes flooding out. Just let it come my dear friend, even though you may feel alone, you never truly are because there is always a shoulder to lean on and ears to listen.  Hugs, shoulders and ears,   Henry
Comment By: FreeGlata on August 3, 2010 07:29:31 AM Report
You've spoken to the hearts of many with this write, Moonie...A heart-rending write that makes me long to just be there for reach out and give you the hug you need...the shoulder you need.

You know I'm always here, me gal...always will be!

Hugs and love ya...


Comment By: FreeRobert on August 3, 2010 05:15:26 AM Report
This has touched my heart Moonie for I have been there also You write with such feeling that it is hard to keep tears from welling or for that matter laugher from bubbling wheen you write in the humorius vein or the feeling of the heat of passion when you you write of love between a man & woman You my wonderful friend--- well there are no words to describe the depth of feeling you engender in my heart my soul my phyic when I read what you written You Rock Girl! You surely do! 
Comment By: FreeTanya Harrison on August 3, 2010 02:38:39 AM Report
Oh I'm so sorry Moonie.  Come rest your head on my shoulders.  I'm sorry you are sad.  It will get better.  I enjoyed your poem and I've missed you so much.  Beautiful and sad poem.


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