Sonny Rainshine


Lonely, But Not Like Garbo - Poem by Sonny Rainshine

But I like being alone,
the woman was saying.
I have no need
for human interaction.
I am independent
and am beholden to nobody.

The following day
I saw the woman
sitting on a bench
in the park,
oblivious to the mist
that was gradually soaking
her to a chill.
Nobody,
she whispered.
But the rain sighed
gathered momentum,
and did not seem
to hear her.

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  • (10/9/2007 2:06:00 PM)

    thats a very interesting poem Will. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 15, 2011


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