There she sits alone

A picture of isolation

Emptiness is her song

That holds her captive

And leaves her void of hope

In search of love


Silent tears kiss her cheeks

Sweet memories of lost time

Distant tunes in her mind

Children playing games

In a world of let’s pretend

In search of each other.


Hide and seek

Blind man’s bluff


Little waves of colour

Softly chase away her fear

The sound of familiar voices

Fill her vacant heart

A hidden chamber of tears

In search of treasure.


The world continues around her

Sometimes as a dream

Faded pictures fill her mind

A dance of silent years

That graces her loneliness

In search of memories.


Written for Poetry Jam


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9 Responses to Alone

  1. Mary says:

    I can very well picture the scene you have set here, and it seems very realistic to me…of many older people who are lonely and their time is spent searching through their memories for fantasies and joys of the past. I hope that someone real ‘dances’ into her world soon, however pleasant her memories are to visit.

  2. Helen Dehner says:

    … ‘In a world of let’s pretend In search of each other’ … this line is amazing! Lovely poem.

  3. Margaret says:

    A hidden chamber of tears…

    hmm. I’m sure memories are wonderful when one is alone… a bit of “pretend”, this going back, reliving. But, yes, coming back to reality could be very lonely.

  4. Sherry Marr says:

    This hits home, as so many elderly sit alone on the sidelines of life, neglected. Poignant, “a hidden chamber of tears in search of treasure.” Wow!

  5. brian miller says:

    oy, felt…..i wonder a bit at what keeps her from joining the life going on around her…there is always a reason you know….blind mans bluff…brought back some memories there…very cool pic to go with this too…

  6. alan1704 says:

    Thank you for your comments, i tried to capture the void most of us feel as age takes its toll on us. Where i work there are often older, lonely people who need a reassuring word and a cup of tea. Be Blessed. Alan

  7. peggygoetz says:

    The photo is wonderful for this lovely poem. I think you did capture the void that can come as we age. Nice work.

  8. Though she is lonely, I sense some hope as she tries to reconnect to the world through memories and images. Nice emotion here and perfect photo of the single leaf on the bench to go with your poem.

  9. Emma says:

    I connect with this so strongly at the moment 😦

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