Lonely Song


Lonely Song

The lonely list to a wayward song,
rocking still as it drones on,
its croon sway-swooning mid-cry, mid-moan,
a scaling slide from wane to bone.

Some break this with a wheedling song,
it pleads, don’t leave me here alone,
it sighs and groans but betrays their case,
importunate need scaring off all grace.

The learnéd lonely let go at last,
hold solitude locked close and fast,
shrink when passers-by come near
(turn up the TV not to hear.)

But some stay always neophytes,
unskilled at solipsistic rites.
These lost somehow can’t learn by heart
the lyrics that make lonesomeness an art.

Here’s a poem, belatedly, for dVerse Poets Pub Hundredth Open Link Night. One is never lonely at the pub! Check it out and congrats to Brian Miller and Claudia Schoenfeld who are the masterminds of the site.

Also, sorry the above photo is so melodramatic! I took a few of these pics, and was a bit rushed in choosing.

Final apology – I don’t think learned has an accent, but did want to emphasize the -ed.

Final final apology – am uploading from a mobile device. The pic may not show completely on an older browser. Just click on it, if you want to see full pic. Thanks!

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26 Comments on “Lonely Song”

  1. brian miller Says:

    nice song…a bit sad being the lonely song…and i know that there are plenty that sing it…i like the music in your words though…nicely done on the rhyme scheme…interesting last 2 lines…

  2. brian miller Says:

    and thank you k….for all you do…i know the last bit has been hard but…you are good…smiles.

  3. Mohana Says:

    This is nice! Love the sing song feel 🙂

  4. Grace Says:

    Lovely closing lines K :

    These lost somehow can’t learn by heart
    the lyrics that make lonesomeness an art.

    I am impressed though the word weaving in the first verse:

    its croon sway-swooning mid-cry, mid-moan,
    a scaling slide from wane to bone.

    Have a good night K ~

  5. hedgewitch Says:

    This rolls so smoothly, like a calm sheet of rippling water, that it’s easy to mistake the depth. I thought the first stanza was just about as good as it gets, esp. the final line, but that was just the opening volley in a fusilade of great lines. (Sorry to mix water and artillery metaphors–must be still under the effects of my O’Brien. ;_) ) For me the last stanza is particularly poignant. The word play itself throughout is just really neat as well, from sway-swoon to solipsistic rites.

    • ManicDdaily Says:

      Ha. Now, I’m eager to go back and read some more of those O’Brian’s. I think my favorite is The Reverse of the Medal – really it is quite terrifying in parts. (I think it’s the one – bad days for Aubrey.)

      Thanks for your kind words. Rhyme is somewhat deceptive that way in that it always sounds so cheery and hallmark cardy. k.

  6. Mary Says:

    “lonesomeness an art” — I had never thought of lonesomeness that way before, but after reading your poem I think it is. Loneliness is definitely a sad state….but unavoidable at some points in life, I think.

  7. grapeling Says:

    A strong final stanza to cap a good write, k. ~ M

  8. claudia Says:

    the lyrics that make lonesomeness an art…your poem reminded me of bukowski’s book “you get so alone at times that it just makes sense” – sometimes loneliness does make sense and takes us to places we wouldn’t go usually and makes us think about things we wouldn’t think about in the daily rush.. i can relate – often feeling lonely on business trips – just now for example…smiles

  9. Jamie Dedes Says:

    The sing-song sway is effective for the subject. Enjoy the poem, though sad and I think the photograph is perfect with it.

  10. ayala Says:

    Wonderful lines, beautifully penned.

  11. janehewey Says:

    your cadence so clean and clear, makes loneliness sound charming from any angle. third line of first stanza has wonderful movement. extra cheers for your use of solipsistic. a pleasure to read, k.

  12. latonya Says:

    Worth the wait. 🙂

  13. I hear Billie Holiday in these beautiful elegiac elegance ~ye a true poetess!

  14. Oddly, I arose early this morning to write a poem about loneliness…. Seems to be plaguing me lately. My father always said that there are two things in life that are certain: death and taxes. The third I added for my own children, that beyond family we are alone in this life. Sometimes it is more evident than others. But seldom as graceful as you see it, Miss Manic! I’m glad now that I changed my mind and decided to catch up on Tuesday’s openlinknight instead of writing…… But how will I op this? Well done as always…….

  15. Miriam E. Says:

    just beautiful, Karin!

  16. I can actually “hear” this poem being sung. Even without the word “song” in the title. Strange, isn’t it? I love the photo and the piece. Many thanks.

    Greetings from London.

  17. cloudfactor5 Says:

    Moving to a new place can cause a dramatic upheaval in one’s life, and when you talk about the art of lonesomeness, I just hope and pray all is going well for you !! A new home is like a pair of new shoes, it takes time to get comfortable and break in the new environment !! Really loved this poem !!!

  18. G-Man Says:

    ….Patiently awaiting her return.

    Have a Kick Ass Week-End

    (Your song was splendid)

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