Even in togetherness there is distance.
I am alone –
a central figure, distracted,
aiming for contact,
unable to eviscerate control,
repeatedly producing a singular confusion.
Define success…
Is it the one on top,
the know-it-all,
or are these the machinations
of estrangement?
I am unable to discern –
stability never more than a dalliance.
The pavement ahead whispers
promises of belonging –
can I tolerate the quest?
Unfulfilled, I am defensive,
fear off-shoots of depression,
shield tender inner places…
Bring on change;
others watch – look to me
as an example.
I can do this, on their behalf.
Never alone.
Always distances to cross.
(V.J.’s Weekly Challenge is distance. Also submitting this for Open Link Night at dVerse.)
It’s amazing how, in the journey of this one poem, you went from the feeling of isolation to the realization of being “never alone.” I bet it was a hard poem to write. They usually are when they are that dynamic. Great work.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks for recognizing the process. Life has gifted me with challenges this past decade. Fodder for creativity. You have made my day.
LikeLike
😊
LikeLiked by 1 person
You can do this! You just have to believe in yourself! 🙂 😍
LikeLiked by 1 person
you are very kind
LikeLike
The first line is really at the core of being a human… can we ever find a way to bridge the distances or are they needed to remain sane?
LikeLiked by 1 person
The latter I think
LikeLike
I always feel it’s the distance which helps us grow 🙂
BTW I love the first line.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks 🙏
LikeLiked by 1 person
kaykuala
Even in togetherness
there is distance.
A classic opening VJ. It sets the mood for the tactful reaction to keep things going on behalf of others – which is a noble thing to do!
Hank
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Hank.
LikeLike
It’s amazing the things we can do for others that we are unwilling or unable to do for ourselves! It’s a strange situation. (K)
LikeLiked by 1 person
You are so right. Has always been this way for me….children my saviours
LikeLiked by 1 person
Nice last line. I also like the descriptiveness in this line: “Unfulfilled, I am defensive,”
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Frank.
LikeLike
There are always distances to cross indeed — this journey that can only be taken alone is realized in your words in its hardships and doubts.
I found this bit really effective: “I am unable to discern –/stability never more than a dalliance.”
-HA
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks. Glad you can relate.
LikeLike
“I am unable to discern –
stability never more than a dalliance“
Wonderful recursively ironic line. Thermodynamics. Tender. True.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Lona.
LikeLike
Very well done. You have really brought out the challenges of singular aging. A distance to cross for sure!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Dwight
LikeLike
You can do this!!! Bring on change in this journey of life. Love that photo – the distance is inviting to explore.
LikeLiked by 1 person
This was last year’s journey – we are planning to go again – south for warmth and drier weather.
LikeLike
Distance takes on many forms. I was drawn to your first line and last line. Many thoughts churning when I read this. “The pavement ahead whispers“ … I guess traveling distances is still singing in the wind for you.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Forgot to mention I wrote this last February when we were on the road. We are making plans again for the winter months.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Love that first line…it packs a punch and draws me in! It is exactly where I’ve been dallying with the challenge this week!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you. Keep dallying.
LikeLike