Alone Again Poem by Alan Strand

From the moment we split
The chill of a cold Norse wind
Set upon the back of my neck
Hinting of summer’s all too quick passing.
It is Fall.

And sure enough the paleness began
Drabbing the bay’s shoreline
And leaving me feeling once again
That I was reeling into that empty abyss,
Called loneliness.

It pierces my heart and tears at my gut
Feeling the way an unfettered disease does
In a helpless and hopeless body.
Already mine is yearning and hungering,
For love.

I sense the disquieting stillness
That always precedes the storm,
And it makes me feel uneasy
Living in what I call
A void.

But I must breathe in courage
From the freshness of the strong Nordic winds
And rip down these trails
Chasing with determination
What ends up being,
My shadow.

(00/08/29)