Rani Turton


I, Alone - Poem by Rani Turton

Ivy over brick walls, a fountain swishing
Flashing in the sunlight, wetting the stone.
A fountain in the city centre and then
Cars that flashed by, I alone.

Early afternoon, recollecting my thoughts
Fountain, fountain, windowed walls.
At times, overwhelmed I didn't know
How to deal with it all.
As tears, mingled with rain
I alone, walked on the wet stone.

There was the waiting and the wanting
The I Was and the I Wasn't.
The I Should and I Couldn't
All those wasted years, I alone.

Musing, the fountain, bubbling
Curious glances cast my way.
Wet, wet stone, threatening sky
Hours that have silently passed me by.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 21, 2013


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