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catalinamoon

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-06-03

Posts 9543
The Shores of Alone

0 posted 2000-07-05 09:19 PM

Stranded, together yet alone,
we stagger bedtime,
it's better that way.
I stay up, till my eyes are red
with exhaustion,
so he will be asleep
before I get there.
He goes to bed early,
to remove himself from the coldness
in this house.
When fatigue overwhelms me,
I creep in,
silently, I lay down
of the edge,
as far over as it goes.
I can touch the floor if I try.
(maybe I should just start there)
I'd sleep on the couch if I had any sense.
The principal wins out-
I should not have to give up my bed
to him.
So I hang on the edge,
in so many ways.
Waiting for a long distance rescue
that may never come.
And we remain stranded-together yet alone,
in a small piece of hell
on a queen sized bed.

Hardrock
Senior Member

since 2000-02-14

Posts 948
New Hampshire, USA

1 posted 2000-07-05 09:24 PM

Very good CatalinaMoon...captured it quite well I should say. Reminds me of that old country song, "Sleeping Single in a Double Bed". Thanks....Hardrock

sash
Member

since 2000-06-22

Posts 125

2 posted 2000-07-05 09:30 PM

Great job! Your words really hit home with Me...Been there...Still there...Hope You are alright.

~Sash~

Cyndey
Member

since 2000-05-18

Posts 84
Arkansas

3 posted 2000-07-05 09:32 PM

You've put into words what my best friend says all the time... Great poem!
I hope things work out well for you
cyn

SpitFire
Member Elite

since 2000-04-19

Posts 2396

4 posted 2000-07-05 09:40 PM

~Oh Cat,..."So I hang on the edge, in so many ways"......So many ways. Wow. You have let me in. The last line is brutally honest. Awesome post. Take care please. *Peace.

Deborah1
Senior Member

since 2000-06-22

Posts 653
New Hampshire

5 posted 2000-07-06 07:49 AM

Wow excellent...have I ever hung on to the edge of the bed, never would give up my comfy sleeping space, this achy body needs to streeeetch!! Loved this one, how very true!!

Jeremiah Johnson
Senior Member

since 2000-06-08

Posts 1223
Brooksville, Fl, U.S

6 posted 2000-07-06 02:12 PM

yes this is a great poem rather enjoy it alot and i hope to see more. i know the feeling as well. keep it up

I'm a dying romantic and when i can no longer write i can no longer live -Jeremiah Johnson-

Rex
Member

since 2000-06-29

Posts 482
Houston, Texas

7 posted 2000-07-06 02:19 PM

Catalinamoon...You sure caught the essence in that one. But, as they say "Hope springs eternal". Thanks.

Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.

-William Wordsworth-

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