In July, Jasper Ballard put words to a writer’s struggle with the craft in his poem Writing … Today he speaks to another feeling we all know quite well. Something to wonder about: does writing help us bridge the gaps?
Solitude
By Jasper Ballard
Alone
Everyday
The hypnotic trance of life
Rushing by
Images flashing
Never connecting
Hiding behind the mask of a smile
Living the life of obligation
Going thru the mindless
Everyday requests of others
No time for me
No one to grant my wishes
Meaning
Purpose
Reason
A mere semblance of any
I would take
There has got to be more
Than this life of
Solitude
…even when surrounded by people in a crowd, Jasper, and you’ve said it so well.
Jasper, you have made us see how lonely it can be. Very heartfelt.
How true. Well said.