Home Alone

By PoppyS

Tue, 24 Oct 2017
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I don’t plan on getting out of bed much today

The peacefulness soothes me, wrapped
down deep hidden from view.

Though who am I hiding from
is not that clear, as I live here alone.
 

It’s always me that puts the kettle on, cuts the grass, lights
the fire, removes the countless leaves that block
the gutters flow

Some still think I have a dog, I kept the sign it makes
strangers feel less at ease, as uninvited they walk across
my path

Not that I mind living alone, though once in a while a cup of tea
in bed would be so damn good, then again owning the large double
bed is great, along with no boring voice telling me to put the

light ‘off’ and to 'cut' my constant chatter…
The cats don't bother whether I talk, sing or remain dumb –

they never
moan about the light – come to think of it they don’t mind what
I do, or don’t do, outside of not opening their food, that can create
a minor dissent.

I am going to slob some more – later on
Mr ASDA is due with my shopping, ordered last night whilst propped
up in bed.
There will be white chocolate cookies all crumbly and soft, I
  hope they don’t sub them…
once they sent me tea-cakes which filled me with complete despair

I suppose I’d better get dressed, show face to the World
(well the village at least) the cat can keep my space warm I
don't plan on being gone that long…

 

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Comments

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

I liked reading this little slice of life Poppy, and will keep my fingers crossed for no substitutions on your behalf. 

ps - this reads like prose but it seems to be formatted as poetry - perhaps it needs a bit of fixing?

 

Submitted by PoppyS on

Yes, it does need fixing I agree, was not sure how or where this would go, I do tend to just write and see where I end up.

I did get my cookies, which went down well I took them out to the barn where I work, tea-cakes just don't do it for me.

 

Many Thanks

Pops ~xx~

Writing is art in pictures – Go paint poetry!

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Is this personal, or a perceptive opening up of a possible struggle between desire for company, and enjoyment of isolation? Rhiannon

 

Submitted by PoppyS on

A bit of both, although I enjoy my space and freedom, and I think I have the right amount of friends so I can escape at times, but also keep my privacy when needs be.

Thank you for reading and commenting, much appreciated.

Pops ~xx~

Writing is art in pictures – Go paint poetry!

Submitted by Ed Crane on

Certainly has a prose feel, but it is like a private conversation. One savouring the benefits of isolation, and yet not totally convinced about all of them. 

I do this myself, some days it's great just scruffing around, but one should not a habit of them I guess.

 

Submitted by PoppyS on

Many thanks ED, and I agree about not making a habit of it, one should be able to enjoy those times, and not because they are filling a void.

I like you picked up on the 'private' conversation feel, that was intended, after all when you live alone you get used to talking to yourself, some might call it madness, I call it good sense, as you get the answer you wantsmiley

Cheers

Pops ~xx~

Writing is art in pictures – Go paint poetry!

Submitted by celticman on

yeh, it is formatted as poetry, which, sadly, I don't know much about. But I like this. It's haunting first-person voice seems real to me and I'd guess that's the essence of poetry and prose. 

 

Submitted by PoppyS on

Oh, I like that - thank you, you have captured the essence completely.

Pops ~xx~

Writing is art in pictures – Go paint poetry!