Vacant And Alone Poem by MacGregor Tagliaferro

They all go into the dark
The sea lifts and falls
The moon goes on
And the vacant go into the vacant

Shelley wrote:

'Poetry lifts the veil
From the hidden beauty of the world
And makes familiar objects be
As if they were not familiar'

So I pick up my pen and write
Sometimes well, sometimes not
But always well intended
And the veil lifts

But then somethin' turns
Sometimes of a sudden
Sometimes gradually
And I go into the dark

Perhaps a song, or a word
Or a memory, or a picture
Or a dream, or a feelin'
Brings you back

And I know you are gone
And you are not comin' back
And I am vacant
And alone