~~~~ The Pursuit Of Company ~~~~ Poem by Roger Snow

~~~~ The Pursuit Of Company ~~~~



~~~~ The Pursuit of Company ~~~~

As I sit inside this Box
Looking out the Window
seeking what?
I just don't know

And as no one here talks
I hang on every word
as though they glow

Seeking What?

Well I just don't know

Sitting, Wondering, maybe, ,
a little Pensive as well, , ,

So lonesome inside these Cardboard walls, , ,

And no one listens, no one cares

Maybe a Blue Sky can be found
maybe It'll find me

I mean,
if I hang around

and no telling what tomorrow might bring

May as well wait and see

Meanwhile, , ,

won't you folks talk to me? ? ?


Talk to me
just talk to me, , ,

won't you please

Only asking

not much more can I do, , ,

except maybe, , , take the first step, ,

and Talk to you, , , , ,

Talk to me
oh won't you please, , ,

When that Whispering Wind
comes around

I wonder if it'd whisper to me, ,

I'm open to anything

so maybe the Wind'll Talk to me

Just talk to me please
won't ya'all just please

Talk to me ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ End

~~~~ The Pursuit Of Company ~~~~
Friday, November 8, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: songs of life,song
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 19 December 2019

as i read, i first thought 'you' were a nursing home resident, second you were a spider in a cardboard box (really) , and finally, though not seriously, a human corpse in a cardboard box about to be burned at a crematorium 'oven'; i saw one of those burning once. as for the photo: help me get my tongue back in my mouth! to MyPoemList bri lines 5-7: no one " talks" , but there are words? radio/TV? :)

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