It feels awkward walking alone
Along this pier tonight
Shyly I stare at the screws
In the planking
Beating a rhythm to my shoes
Moving before me a young couple
Engrossed in love’s conversation
Coming toward me another couple
With a dog
Everyone’s attached
I think ‘where are my screws’
What keeps me here
Held in the flash of the City
Plankton on a silent sea
Before my bow slipping
Through the waves unheard
But for the helmsman
My mind zooms out
It’s me alone
The boat lists
I smile
And steer a course…
Leaping in the lane of lonliness yet swimming in the sea of significance as it deals with the impotant subject of being alone. Well done my friend!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Expected something like Alone At Last. But no, there was much more to this poem. Read mine - Everybody Has Had Somebody - Adeline