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Another in the series of Loneliness poems, from our All the Lonely People Anthology. This time, the wonder Felicity Lennie joins us. I love the straightforward simplicity of this poem, and I am sure you will too. Sometimes, I think the most simple words are the most powerful. Thank you Felicity for all you do. And Steffen Büchner’s painting is a wonderful accompaniment. Thank You, Steffan.
At the fourth ringing tone
I picked up the phone….
“Don’t be alone,” he said.
“In that lonely house on that lonely estate on that lonely isle”
He couldn’t see my smile.
I loved solitude.
“It’s such a pity
Come back to the City
You’re far too pretty to hide away
“In that lonely bed in that lonely room in that lonely place”
He sounded concerned, he cared.
Should I relent?
“Forget the pain
We could try again
You’ll go insane“ he continued
“On that lonely rock in that lonely bay in that lonely sea”
He wouldn’t understand
I was happy.
“I like it alone”
I said down the phone
“It’s great on my own” I explained,
“In this lone house with my lone dog in this lone place.”
I was talking to silence…he’d gone.
In his lonely flat in the lonely block on the lonely street of the City
In loneliness he died,