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Headstall's Reflections - 77. Chapter 77 Isolated

Sometimes we just need to scream....

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Isolated

 

 

I tread sun-mottled ground with leaden step

The slow trudging of the time-worn

As water droplets fall on fresh green shoots

Too salty to be nourishment

Shed for reason neither fair nor foul

But proof of feelings still coursing

Within a heart pumping sluggish hope

Should I lie on the bursting earth?

Look up to fabled heavens and beyond

and bemoan my petty sorrows?

Or keep to my upright course

And let sights, sounds, and smells till my soul

While opening new furrows in my mind

Speak up, my isolated friend

Bellow forth if you must, your incandescent rage

Let fly your protestations of an unfair time

No one is listening but the wind

And it is too enthralled by its own power

To hear the silly frustrations of an old fool

Yet, make your noise anyway

Let it be carried forth on untamed currents

For until you are settled beneath it

You share fair claim to this upside-down world

This day is not every day—not even tomorrow

And though you be alone, you can still give voice

Like the eagle who needs announce from above

That he exists and he is a king

 

 

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Thanks for reading. All we can do is cope. Be smart. Stay safe. Cheers!
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While it's true people are social animals, some have always been more comfortable being mostly apart.  I think I'm one of those, accumulating a few good and true friends, but not diving into the mainstream...still, it's a different thing when you can't due to circumstances beyond your control.
I enjoy going out to eat with a friend or two, or seeing movies at times, but now we're denied those options, I find I want them more than I had before....
Things will return to some state of normalcy in time, but until then, at least our beloved G-Man has his woods for consolation--I envy him that solace.

Hugs, my dear.

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11 hours ago, Parker Owens said:

Though this voices pain and frustration, this poem is marvelous. I can feel both the bursting forth of spring and the bitter hurts still to mend.

Thanks, Parker. Today is another day, and it's beautiful. :hug: 

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9 hours ago, dughlas said:

Even an isolated voice crying out can be heard ...

Thanks, dugh. Feels good to yell into the wind and remind yourself you're alive. :)  :hug: 

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8 hours ago, ColumbusGuy said:

 

While it's true people are social animals, some have always been more comfortable being mostly apart.  I think I'm one of those, accumulating a few good and true friends, but not diving into the mainstream...still, it's a different thing when you can't due to circumstances beyond your control.
I enjoy going out to eat with a friend or two, or seeing movies at times, but now we're denied those options, I find I want them more than I had before....
Things will return to some state of normalcy in time, but until then, at least our beloved G-Man has his woods for consolation--I envy him that solace.

Hugs, my dear.

Thanks, buddy. I just miss my kids and grandkids, and my woods truly are my solace. :hug: 

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:hug:We all have to get through this any way we can. A bad day can always be followed by a better one. That's something to hang on to. 

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1 hour ago, northie said:

:hug:We all have to get through this any way we can. A bad day can always be followed by a better one. That's something to hang on to. 

Hey, northie! Yes, we do. On the worst days, I look to tomorrow. :)  Thanks. :hug: 

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Whether you rage in prose or literally as you’ve described,  it your right and I hope you do so.  It’s when we keep in the toxic feelings that they turn on us.

You have such a gift for making your point resonate in the most poignant chords.  Thank you for sharing it, Beautiful Man. 

 

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14 minutes ago, FanLit said:

Whether you rage in prose or literally as you’ve described,  it your right and I hope you do so.  It’s when we keep in the toxic feelings that they turn on us.

You have such a gift for making your point resonate in the most poignant chords.  Thank you for sharing it, Beautiful Man. 

 

You're sweet, my friend, to say such nice things. :hug:  It's much like going through stages of grief, dealing with these times we are living in.

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I am usually quite content to be at home.  I find Covid has changed that some. I occasionally feel housebound. I think it's because before I could leave when I wanted. I guess I can still leave, but the things I would leave for are not available: movies, theater, dinner out. Your poem speaks to me. I envy you woods that are available to you. Thanks. 

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7 minutes ago, JeffreyL said:

I am usually quite content to be at home.  I find Covid has changed that some. I occasionally feel housebound. I think it's because before I could leave when I wanted. I guess I can still leave, but the things I would leave for are not available: movies, theater, dinner out. Your poem speaks to me. I envy you woods that are available to you. Thanks. 

My little farm is a real blessing... my haven and a balm for despair. I feel exactly as you do. I am usually content to stay at home, but now that I can't go out for simple pleasures, it makes me want to scream. I really miss being able to hug my kids and grandkids, but I also understand the need to stay safe... for all of us. Thanks, Jeff... G. :hug: 

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