David Harris

Veteran Poet - 1,862 Points (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Excommunicated - Poem by David Harris

There are times in my life
I feel I have been excommunicated.
I write to what I suppose are friends,
but never get a reply.
I telephone with similar results,
which leaves me thinking
what the hell is wrong with me?

I recently started a personal book
called my letters to the departed
in which I write to late friends
whom would have answered me
if they had not passed away.
My life has become a sad affair
with only blank paper to talk to.

I’ve always been a quiet man,
reserved in many ways,
but I’ve always tried to raise
a smile on every face I meet.
Loneliness has been my partner
ever since I was very young,
but never have I found out why?

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  • Rookie - 347 Points David Wood (5/21/2013 11:18:00 AM)

    I feel the same since my wife Tina died last year. Ace poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 18, 2013


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