Ruth Walters


All Bottomed Out - Poem by Ruth Walters

An empty chair, positioned by a window,
the world passes it by, its upholstery is faded now.

What was once so beautiful, vibrant, rich with colour
is like her skin, pale and worn.

After 50 years of toiling they've spit her out,
her usefulness, dwindled, her time passed.

A worn out, dull eyed woman, with greying hair
and an aging frame not unlike the empty chair.

What used to be so full of life, full of warmth
and vibrancy is now resting by a tall window

where a cold wind blows and trees sway, whispering,
asking questions, lots of poignant questions....

Surely there is more to life than to be used up,
screwed up, sat upon and then unchained.

Odd how I see things now, perhaps I am
an old, empty chair, tired and all bottomed out!


Comments about All Bottomed Out by Ruth Walters

  • Babatunde Aremu (2/14/2013 8:08:00 AM)


    Nice poem, keep writing (Report) Reply

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  • John Brown (2/14/2013 7:54:00 AM)


    Cheer up Ruth. I'll get on to the pigeons again for you. x (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards (2/11/2013 1:04:00 PM)


    Ruth, a poet's note on this would be interesting. or is it completely made up? perhaps i don't know how unchained comes across in U.K. here in california i would think of being unchained as a GOOD thing to happen to someone. do you mean discarded, as the poem points to for me? i'm big on rhyming, so i'm glad you threw me one in the middle. thanks. bri (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (2/8/2013 6:14:00 AM)


    How I see things now. good one. thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 8, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 2, 2013


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