Treasure Island

Valerie Dohren

(13 January 1947 / Southport)

Alone


A single rose with thorny stem
On mother nature`s tattered hem
Which no-one cares to steal away
So left to wither and decay

And just one tear-dropp on the hand
Brushed upon the dusty sand
To be consumed into the earth
As one which has no lasting worth

There stands alone a single tree
No leaf upon it you will see
Beneath it grows no bush or flower
Empty, barren, silent bower

A lonely candle burning bright
Extinguished rudely in the night
Leaving shadows set behind
The shuttered windows in the mind

To tread a path that leads nowhere
(None to love, none to care)
A battered old grandfather clock
Marking time - tick tock, tick tock

A single petal on the bloom
A single chair, an empty room
A place of silent solitude
A place with loneliness imbued

I see a monolith of stone
A vision of the one - alone
A single soul alone to cry
A single soul alone to die

Submitted: Monday, February 27, 2012
Edited: Monday, February 27, 2012

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  • Steve Ricketts (12/24/2013 11:21:00 AM)

    Thank you for sharing this wonderful piece of work, your words spoke volumes to me.
    It all rings so true. I was with you with every word you wrote.

    Steve. (Report) Reply

  • Roseann Shawiak (10/10/2013 3:49:00 PM)

    Very simple yet very moving. Touched my heart and soul. Recently had bunch of surgery, was in a coma, on life support, the doc saved my life because everyone was praying for me. This poem reminded me that afterwards I was thinking about my own death and my family. I was alone in my thoughts, crying for them, because I could see in my mind, their grief if I hadn't made it, and it really got to me. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

  • Sandra Feldman (7/9/2013 1:34:00 AM)

    Yes, from the time that we are born,
    We go through life as one, Alone,
    Your poem was for me, so clear,
    It made me think and shed a tear.
    Thank you, heartfelt beauty (Report) Reply

  • Heather Wilkins (5/29/2013 6:27:00 PM)

    Death can be very touching, it also offers hope in the here after. (A single soul alone to die, but it will live forever someday. Sad but a beautiful write. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (10/31/2012 4:02:00 AM)

    This is absolutely lovely with several lonesome images, culminating in the final stanza containing an irrefutable truth! This poem, indeed is a sure testimony of your consummate poetic skills, Valerie! ! (Report) Reply

  • Stevie Taite (10/7/2012 4:40:00 AM)

    I just love all your poems so far! I am enjoying them all so much! This one is another beauty, if a bit sad. X (Report) Reply

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