Matt Mooney

Rookie - 68 Points (1943 / South Galway, Ireland.)

Alone Poem by Matt Mooney

Goodbyes at the open front door
On a Sunday morning in Summer;
An aeroplane shines in the sun;
At home I can learn about solitude.

In the town it’s midday mass time-
A time and a place to be peaceful:
A short truce in the struggle of life;
I purchase the Sunday Press paper.

I’m welcomed in home by the dogs
And a friendly telephone caller;
My daughter awakes at it’s ringing;
Once again my world is revolving.

I am able to admire the day’s beauty-
The far distant mountains before me;
Like a train from a tunnel emerging
I have returned to the lap of creation.

(My own translation of my poem in French 'Solitude')

Submitted: Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Edited: Tuesday, September 08, 2009

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  • Gold Star - 4,924 Points Hazel Durham (12/14/2012 4:56:00 PM)

    A soothing and gentle poem about everyday life, finding time for solitude to reflect, savour the wonders of nature!
    Inspired write! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 55 Points Abhimanyu Kumar.s (1/10/2012 8:01:00 AM)

    excellent lines with profound simplicity sir. keep growing. lots of love. abhimanyu kumar.s (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,958 Points Smoky Hoss (12/14/2010 9:53:00 AM)

    This is a beautiful poem of life and of being, of noticing all of life all around. Very wonderful. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Golaka Acharya (11/28/2010 7:43:00 AM)

    It is the grace of solitude that enables me to estimate the beauty of everything and return to my creativity.Thanx. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Bert Bell (10/27/2010 2:17:00 AM)

    Very lovely ideas and well-expressed thoughts, images and ending up with a brilliant last line. Beautiful poem.10+ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 145 Points Nimal Dunuhinga (6/10/2010 7:56:00 AM)

    I remember my childhood movie 'Lonely are the brave'.
    Sad indeed Matt, solitary travels from the cradle to the burial place with us. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 89 Points Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK (5/28/2010 11:07:00 AM)

    ‘I have returned to the lap of creation’ ~ smooth touch down…

    Loneness looms showers luminescence …nice imagery
    Ms. Nivedita
    UK (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Anita Trivedi (5/11/2010 2:59:00 AM)

    Sooooo wel expressed, wel writen.10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Beauty Philosophy (12/24/2009 7:07:00 AM)

    A very beautiful poem with nice imagery...Loneliness, pain and grief create better poets and more eloquent hearts.. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Alf Hutchison (10/19/2009 10:22:00 AM)

    It is good to be alone sometimes Matt..I too enjoy it as I did this work.. thank you for the invite regards Alf (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Rup Pokharel (9/19/2009 11:54:00 PM)

    I read new art of yours ALONE and found so impressive.
    Matt! the following lines of your art

    I’m welcomed in home by the dogs
    And a friendly telephone caller;
    My daughter awakes at it’s ringing;
    Once again my world is revolving

    resounded in my mind for long.
    The loved Pet animal you loyal to his master it called
    its master home to tell something important.
    also it shows your trust towards animals and respect their metaphorical sound or the look.
    Read worthy piece of art.10+++

    May I draw your attention please to go thro' once my ON HIS GRAVE (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Rachel Ann Butler (9/17/2009 3:00:00 PM)

    I am able to admire the day’s beauty-

    Rachel Ann Butler (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Bob Blackwell (9/16/2009 9:40:00 AM)

    This is a lovely poem by a man who appreciates silence, like me. Bob (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 30 Points Naseer Ahmed Nasir (9/16/2009 6:29:00 AM)

    am able to admire the day’s beauty-
    The far distant mountains before me;
    Like a train from a tunnel emerging
    I have returned to the lap of creation.

    It’s a beautiful poem, Matt. Reading it in this summer afternoon here is really very comforting. Images are so real that I can see just in front of my eyes and after all this wonderful imagery returning to the lap of creation is just great.
    Best Regards

    Naseer (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 43 Points Obinna Eruchie (9/11/2009 11:41:00 AM)

    It really reads as relaxing with those immense images. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie ~ Jon London ~ (9/10/2009 10:48:00 AM)

    A brilliantly comforting piece Matt..the imagery is so paints a wonderful scenery in the readers mind..blessed by your calming words...10++ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Luwi Habte (9/10/2009 6:55:00 AM)

    Matt, this is a nice explanation for a expression
    well done there
    luwi (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 77 Points Surya . (9/9/2009 7:47:00 PM)

    beautiful and panoramic scenes. golden silence and solitude.happiness in family.bright imagery.nice poem.
    surya (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 680 Points Louis Rams (9/9/2009 7:20:00 PM)

    the returning to the lap of creation, drowns us in a beautiful sensation
    a sensation of the swirling winds taking us to places that we've never been.
    this is what i see in this poem of yours.

    excellent write and an honor to have read it. a ten (Report) Reply

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