Loneliness

The turbid octopus arises from the depths of the heart, as from the sea. The affections were distracted a day before, laughing, and dreams, sensing danger, steered around the hollow, as a snorkeler avoids a treacherous shelf. But the monster, often stronger, becomes more intense, sapping life and hope, immobilizing its prey.

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Mahtab Bangalee

Date: 2/23/2019 7:19:00 AM

o loneliness, here, becomes more intense/// penned beautifully

Carol Mays
Date: 2/23/2019 11:24:00 PM

Thanks! I appreciate your comment.

Paul Callus

Date: 2/20/2015 10:49:00 AM

Loneliness can drag us down with it; but we must not accept defeat by looking at the dark side of life...there is usually a light round the corner. Take care. // paul

Carol Mays
Date: 2/21/2015 9:01:00 PM

Thanks for the encouraging words. I wrote this poem many years ago. Reading it now, it looks to me like I was describing depression more than loneliness. Maybe I should re-title it.

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 1/30/2015 12:04:00 PM

- Remember that you are much stronger than this monster - Fight and you will win! - Well written,Carol ! - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Carol Mays
Date: 2/3/2015 12:54:00 AM

Thanks, Anne, for your encouragement. This poem was written many years ago, but your wisdom still holds. I've enjoyed your poems, also. Carol