Beginning

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Beginning

Loneliness sings
outside the window,
taps on the pane.
Twelve squares
seperated by
happiness that jogs by
with a ponytail.
Sunrise on the beauty
of a day that I'm not yet
a part of.

Angela Minard 2008©

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Anonymous said…
Nice imagery and it fits so well with the poem. Good job.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Char Paul said…
the feeling of separation comes through strongly. that the subject does not feel a part of something that they obviously are inter-webbed with really brings out the sad feelings of the subject.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
NathanKP said…
This poem reminds me of one of my own about windows. For some reason windows seem to be recurring themes in poems about loneliness.

NathanKP - Imagination Manifesto
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Anonymous said…
happiness jogs by with a ponytail.

The whole poem is lovely. I love that ponytail imagery.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Blogger said…
I love your writing...alot of it is like you're reading my mind! Why are those people jogging by house so much happier than I am? Probably because they are jogging, right? I don't know...but I always think the people outside my window are so much more content than I could ever be.

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Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Anonymous said…
Hi Angela, nice work! Lonliness definitely comes with a sense of seperateness from everyone and everything else...

I wrote a short poem about lonliness a little while back with some similar sentiments - you can find it here: http://svasti.wordpress.com/2008/07/08/cravings/
Saturday, October 25, 2008
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