Hello
Hello
Echo?
Hello!
Alone, in my room, with no one around.
My loved ones have left, and my wife's out of town.
All that I have, is time and my thoughts,
a computer, a sandwich, and some milk that I bought.
I read from a long list, some poems and rhythms,
so many talented writers who repeat what I am doing nearly the same time.
All typing, thinking, and posting their creations,
they periodically check as I do, our inboxes for comments of elations.
But, no echo.
and no hello.
No one seems to care.
We seek no posthumous accolades... but did you read it!? Please, share.
I suppose I am guilty.
I am as selfish as the rest.
I spend more time writing...
then reading I guess.
So, why should I bother to write this poem, already too long...
when there are so many, more talented than I, to read... and respond...
Echo?
Hello!
I think I'll stop typing, now... and read... and respond.
by,
Martin Braun
July 11, 2023
Copyright © Martin Braun | Year Posted 2023
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