BEING ALONE

 

I look at the old professors

Working on a new fix to make a new kick

To a new look for the state of mind,

people had always told me

everyone has something to love

or to hang on to, even if I don’t have a mate,

While I walk around my beautiful garden

I would see the birds and the bees

Birds playing around up into the trees,

While the Bees are looking for flowers

that smell so sweet in the summers breeze,

I would watch how loves played around

In each other’s lives,

They would dance around in romantic ways

While they sing to the sound love makes,

I would always sit alone just to write another tone,

about how my life is being alone,

without a love to hold me in life,

at times, I do miss all that love brings,

but for now, I’m on a new journey,

and it is called they only,

The faith in love I leave to haven above,

I will not make a big fuss,

I am living and I keep on learning,

More about what life means to me,

Now that I have the time to focus on me,

I will confess at times my life is in a big mess,

I feel the mighty fall, that dulled up my heart,

At times, I feel

oh, Romeo forgot about his Juliet,

but I never say much about the fuss of us,

for now, I don’t have no body,

but that doesn’t mean I am a nobody,

being alone made me strong,

to look deep at life face to face

without a fight.

I realized what I was once afraid of

wasn’t nothing at all.

 

Poetic Judy Emery © 2017