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Dinner for One
Sitting at my table,
loneliness is my only company.
My plate served,
I choose my bite as tears roll down my face
my food becomes a sodden site.
There is an ancient belief
that tears are sacred;
that if consumed,
they can be a bad thing
or bring about good.
I know not what mines are,
as they are caused by cruel indifference.
Once I had company at my table
and for many years delighted in cooking
for two, now I sit alone because
he broke that union as if it had no value.
Only solitude accompanies me now,
she and I sit at my table,
a silent witness to the sadness
heavy on my brow.
Today she converses with me, alone,
Is this the prophecy
of all my remaining tomorrows?
Is it all I will ever know?
It is better not to eat than
have to face the loneliness,
but it can not be helped
as tomorrow will be more of the same.
My dinner tonight
has a profoundly bitter taste
it’s my tears that ill-season the dish
I have in front of me.
Oh loneliness, go away from me!
Your presence only emphasizes that he has gone,
tonight and for all those yet to come,
dinner at my table will be only for one.
Sonya M./Gypsy red
7-25-2010/6/28/2012
loneliness is my only company.
My plate served,
I choose my bite as tears roll down my face
my food becomes a sodden site.
There is an ancient belief
that tears are sacred;
that if consumed,
they can be a bad thing
or bring about good.
I know not what mines are,
as they are caused by cruel indifference.
Once I had company at my table
and for many years delighted in cooking
for two, now I sit alone because
he broke that union as if it had no value.
Only solitude accompanies me now,
she and I sit at my table,
a silent witness to the sadness
heavy on my brow.
Today she converses with me, alone,
Is this the prophecy
of all my remaining tomorrows?
Is it all I will ever know?
It is better not to eat than
have to face the loneliness,
but it can not be helped
as tomorrow will be more of the same.
My dinner tonight
has a profoundly bitter taste
it’s my tears that ill-season the dish
I have in front of me.
Oh loneliness, go away from me!
Your presence only emphasizes that he has gone,
tonight and for all those yet to come,
dinner at my table will be only for one.
Sonya M./Gypsy red
7-25-2010/6/28/2012
Published 28th Jun 2012
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28th Jun 2012 8:10pm
28th Jun 2012 9:01pm
29th Jun 2012 8:09am
The feeling of loneliness brings to mind Suzanne Vegas's most popular cd, Solitude Standing". Most telling is the suggestion that even interaction with others can't erase the feeling of being alone.
29th Jun 2012 2:35pm
Thanks Jazz, nice of you to stop by and comment.I'll have to take a listen at that song.
Gypsy red
Gypsy red
29th Jun 2012 11:50pm
Not one of those cds however that you should consider if you are depressed, with the exception of Tom's Diner".
29th Jun 2012 6:29pm
"She" is a poor companion. Salty tears can wreck the beauty of eating what we cook.
I have a battery operated toucan who sometimes accompanies me in a meal. He says amazing things as he always repeats what I say... twice. :)
You create vivid scenes through your offerings.
I have a battery operated toucan who sometimes accompanies me in a meal. He says amazing things as he always repeats what I say... twice. :)
You create vivid scenes through your offerings.
29th Jun 2012 10:42pm
Hahaha a toucan huh... nowadays I have my dog boosty,love unconditional. Thank you for stopping by to read my humble piece.
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30th Jun 2012 5:04pm
Well hello there Vel, it has been awhile, you are so right no one should endure such misery but unfortunately we do once in a while. Thanks for stopping by.
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30th Jun 2012 5:06pm
So true, so true we all at one time or another feel lonely, never to be confused with being alone which is something we might choose. Thank you for great comment.
1st Jul 2012 8:25pm
You sure have a lot of comments. Why do you think that is? You know the "bitterness" of the food is a personification of you, is you. The poem, although it is well done, is anti-climatic, ends abruptly. Maybe, just maybe, being alone is a gift. Maybe you will begin to realize that all the feelings are in you, are you. Do you really want to identify with that? You are a mature poet, no beginner here I see. But, if I read the poem right, can the same be said of your feelings? After all, they are yours, not mine.
3rd Jul 2012 9:40pm
This piece speaks to me in a way that is raw real
and deep... I feel like this often,and you expressed that feeling with fluidity and depth.
Great write
and deep... I feel like this often,and you expressed that feeling with fluidity and depth.
Great write
3rd Jul 2012 9:43pm
Dear fire, thanks girl, we share this single momma thing in common, many, many years of feeling like this.