Solitary Poem by Jake Deeds

Solitary

Rating: 5.0


Solitary

The night comes surely...
And wickedly so as the clock
ticks-tock
The silence stalks me with eyes
wide open
In a dark room...
Fearing not what may be there...
But what is not....

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 24 March 2018

The silence stalks me with eyes wide open In a dark room... fearing about what is not............. a very fine expressive poem.. thank u dear poet. tony

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Anthony Burge 07 April 2013

We of the 'Unsleep' dare not watch the clock but breathe in synch with the third beat of the second hand as it sweeps the face of time. I often find myself awake with eyes wide shut. Nice rhythm Jake

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Iris Blue 23 November 2012

There's a wonderful rhythm to this poem which echoes the ticking clock and creates a strong sense of loneliness. Masterful in its brevity and brimful of emptiness...

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Rekha Mandagere 09 January 2012

Nice comparison of ticking sound of a clock, dreadful night surrounded by silence.witty lines :)

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