Poem number 12 for April 2015. I love a list poem:
Loneliness is
the bastard memory of lost love
the post box empty of letters
the street kid curled in a doorway
the anti-hero running from the pitchforks
the tunnel with well-drilled wardens at each end
the obsession with imagined slights
the teardrop on an old photograph
the long distance runner still running when the race has ended
the one left out when all others have paired
the rage behind the closed door
the scream with no response
the single word answer to the heartfelt question
the certainty that everyone else is wrong
the half warm double bed
the deserted husband eating from a tin
the deserted wife still cooking enough food for two
the oldest woman in the harem
the porn-star past his prime
the fragile border between mood and mood disorder
the fraud committed alone
the only lit office in the building
the lie too big to admit
the executive sending 3 a.m. emails
the truth untold to troubled ears
the heart aghast at daylight
Copyright Mike Hopkins 2015
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Wow! Best list poem I have read for ages. Luv ya work!
High praise from you TK. Thank you
Hi Mike, this was a particularly poignant one.
what the 3 a.m. executive email bit Lesley?
so many truths in this Mike – love it
Thanks Moira.
This is touching, Mike. I particularly like ‘the only lit office in the building’ and ‘the heart aghast at daylight’.
Really enjoyed this, Mike. Some of those images have stayed with me . Nice work