Loneliness enfolds like a blanket
a coat of no colour
a cloud without a lining
only a mirror
Wrap yourself
windingsheet tight
stare out the night
Loneliness enfolds like a blanket.
Tuck in your toes
afraid of life’s bite
shroudsafe
protected.
Loneliness enfolds like a blanket.
The repetition of that line, is superb. The poem is too short. I want more. These are the opening three stanzas to an important - no, vital - poem, it feels to me; one that enfolds...
Thank you.
Tight, grey, fearful - all words not used but somehow summoned up by this poem, which manages to be both clever and a cry from the heart
These words for me go really well with the pic Ann. A stone blanket. This would als be a suitable and interesting topic for a ghazal. Win x
Interesting idea - loneliness as protective. I think familiar states can be comforting, when the alternative's scarey.
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Isobel
Sun 6th Feb 2011 08:38
I like Chris's comment - there is a lot of truth in that. The image of a stone blanket works well - as does the picture. The poem has an effect on the reader. x