dverse …Talk on a cereal box…a smile on a dog prompt by Brian
“So today, I want you to write about philosophy.It could be the overarching philosophy of your life, or it could be the philosophy of a particular thing – like say, your philosophy on giving to the poor, your philosophy on finances, your philosophy on hair care products, your philosophy on education…Matter of fact I want the title of your poem to start with:
The philosophy of ______
My philosophy of ______
A philosophy of ______
“We’re all in this together alone.” – Lily Tomlin
I’m caged in
pacing back and forth
watching shadows move.
I reach for you
your hand reaches back
we touch, we talk,
we live, we learn,
we lean on one another.
In the wee dark hours
I hear your soft breathing
and though I know you are
just a fingertip away
I am all alone.
When the death angel comes
and you are grasping me tight
all alone I’ll ooze
between the bars
leaving an empty cage.
I think this better fits what I meant to say that even when we are together, we are alone.
I’m caged in
pacing back and forth
watching shadows move.
I reach for you
your hand reaches back
we touch, we talk,
we live, we learn,
we lean on one another.
In the wee dark hours
I hear your soft breathing
and though I know you are
just a fingertip away
Still, I am all alone.
Debi's Poems 
I think we are all alone when the death angel comes ~ We can share our sufferings with others near, but the burden & emptiness rests all on us, alone ~
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this is so powerful, I felt the darkness bleed with every word. When the angel of death comes, we’re all alone I’d think… Amazing piece.
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Thanks Anthony
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There is comfort in community, in realizing that we are not alone – whether it is physically or spiritually. Death is one of those times that we can be thankful for those connections that we have made in life – because I would not want to face it alone.
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Yes, even when we are together, we are together, alone…..once one learns that, though, we can truly have a great relationship.
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Such a powerful message in this beautiful poem!
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Ooh, I like the ending especially. No matter how much we lean on one another, in the end we are always alone. Thank you for this.
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alone we came and alone will we leave but in between there’s some sharing, laughter, pleasure and pain….nice thoughts…
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When the hum of fellowship diminishes, when your loved one look away for the briefest of moments, naked, afraid, & alone we take the shimmering shadows hand, step out of our husk, & move on to what we all hope is the next big thing; too soon for many of us, for death takes no holidays.
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Yes, powerfully put, in truth we are alone I the hard parts – it is love as joy which makes us one. Perhaps if we saw death as joyful that too could connect us.
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there are def. moments when even the closest person cannot accompany and hold us any more…jesus has promised he will be there then – so that is my hope…being held by him…
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Oh.. No.. Alone.. the greaTest illusion of all in human being..
ah.. to connect to the last dying gasp of breath
to a drop of air.. a pollen of flower if
only a sneeze.. is cosmic
oneness of delight
or
NOT sadly
in Truth for
some.. but
as long
as
breathe goes ON..
there is Now
and another
Now..
for potential
ALLONE..:)
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Yes, we are born alone and eventually we die alone. In between it is nice to have the comfort of someone else’s soft breathing….
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Ooh, I love this:
“When the death angel comes
and you are grasping me tight
all alone I’ll ooze
between the bars
leaving an empty cage.”
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Death, just as birth is our own personal transition. Even though we are still alone in a sense, I would think that being physically alone could be very traumatic.
As others have stated, this has a powerful message. I enjoyed it very much. 🙂
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We can feel most alone in those dark, before dawn hours, even as someone sleep-breathes beside us.
A powerful poem on life, death, and relationships.
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Yes, in life and death we are together, alone. You captured this wisdom beautifully. Lovely poem!
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When death decides to show, alone we shall go.
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Unfortunately, that is one walk we must take by ourselves even though we have journeyed together in life.
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this has a great sadness to it. Powerfully written!
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Thanks Bryan
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