The Tribe Of The Lonely Poem by anais vionet
The Tribe Of The Lonely
I'm one of you - the tribe of the lonely - forgetting ourselves in monotony.
Our shelter world is a shifted reflection of reality - we are frozen in time.
I wait, set aside, like a marble girl carved by the chisel's kiss
but I'm real and full of desires that are ready to be used again.
I'm eager to engage should we escape this fist-like viral grip.
I want to live a life - I want memories to name.
I'm seemingly safe - but the cost is paradise.
I'm eager to engage should we escape this fist-like viral grip. I want to live a life - I want memories to name. I'm seemingly safe - but the cost is paradise. I want memories. i want to live a great life full of joy. thank you dear poetess. tony
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5/17/2024 10:02:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
" I want to live a life - I want memories to name." This line states both the problem and the solution. The goal is to turn daily experiences into adventures, it means turning the routine events of time into " an open road" of discovery. " Give me Life" cries Shakespeare's rogue Falstaff. That's what you're doing in this poem. You began the poem as one of the " Lonely Tribe" but you discover a way to be free just by asserting your identity.