I Stand Alone
Posted 11-15-2009 at 02:13 AM by The Anchorite
I stand alone
The door has closed,
shutting me out from what I had known
so intimately;
the warmth of the fire, smell of musty old books
and the secure comfort of those time worn
imperfect walls that had been my home.
I stand alone, naked,
facing down the cold November wind
which like an angry spectator tosses branches
and leaves my way with contempt.
Before me this cobbled alley narrows like the eye of a needle
and with bated breath I am lead out of the shadows,
pulled with an invisible thread,
towards the gleaming lantern in my beloved's courtyard.
- Eric Rhodes
(2009)
The door has closed,
shutting me out from what I had known
so intimately;
the warmth of the fire, smell of musty old books
and the secure comfort of those time worn
imperfect walls that had been my home.
I stand alone, naked,
facing down the cold November wind
which like an angry spectator tosses branches
and leaves my way with contempt.
Before me this cobbled alley narrows like the eye of a needle
and with bated breath I am lead out of the shadows,
pulled with an invisible thread,
towards the gleaming lantern in my beloved's courtyard.
- Eric Rhodes
(2009)
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