"Approaching
Lonely"
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
March24, 2006 6:01 a.m. pst
As the myriad throngs interfaced
with humanity
Throughout my short life I rejoiced
But some personal friendships in time tend to end
And I passed some by given the choice
Always I'd grieve for the loss of close ties
Familial, friendships or neighbors
Connections, once vital, severing, leveling,
Commesurate thoughts to belabor
At once as the years of
life's wheel turn around
The dozens do oft disappear
I just can't spend the time to regret or to fret
Living in Lonesome seemed fine while I'm here
I told myself often as the circle grows small
That in time more friendships will arrive
I tip my hat more, and I smile all the while
But a wholesomeness seems to deprive
I'm leaving Lonesome on
the siderail
As I speed down the track
I'm approaching Lonely
I'll try not to look back
I'll give thanks for those I have left
I'll never stop trying to please
But Lonely is difficult
Different, dull
A large burden, no weight shall be eased
Poetry
2006
