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Loneliness at a Table

Updated on April 23, 2009

Loneliness wears a beard at our table,

Computer monitor lighting his face

‘Til dawn. We make him leave at noon each day,

Prohibiting his return until five.

He wears this persecution like a badge

Of honor. makes us pay in subtle ways.

Monitor lighting our table, we make

Persecution for him to wear, badger

Him five ways to noon. We have no honor.

‘Til dawn we leave by subtle ways, return

Each day his computer. Loneliness his

To make us pay, prohibiting his beard.

To make us pay he prohibits his face

Like a badge of persecution, lighting

Subtle honor, computer monitor

At our table ‘til dawn, returns at five

Each day, loneliness until a beard makes

Him leave, we make these ways a badge he wears.

He leaves, loneliness a badge he wears

Like a beard, at noon to return at five.

We prohibit his return. Computer

Monitor on our table, lighting like

Honor this persecution. Badgering

His face, we make him his persecution.

His face is for us a persecution,

A beard lit by computer monitor

At our table. Until five we make him.

Noon each day he leaves, returns no honor.

By subtle ways, ‘til dawn he wears a badge

Of prohibition, loneliness to pay.


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    • Tom Rubenoff profile image

      Tom Rubenoff 8 years ago from United States

      Thank you, L'Amatadora. I love form in poetry.

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      LAmatadora 8 years ago

      I loved this and the format in which you wrote it! Wonderful !!!

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      Tom Rubenoff 8 years ago from United States

      You know, Frieda, I am not sure what form I was playing with here. Sestina, maybe? There is a form where you start the first line of the next stanza with the last line of the stanza before. It was that one.

      I actually know what you are talking about with the sounds. The musician side of me definitely picks up on that and helps me put the music in my work.

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      Frieda Babbley 8 years ago from Saint Louis, MO

      What kind of poem is this? The form is so familiar to me. I had to read it out loud. The words are so tasty, know what I mean, like when you speak a foreign language and the words just taste so good you start making them up with your favorite sounds?


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      Tom Rubenoff 8 years ago from United States

      All I'll say is that the manic phase is GREAT!

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      Hawkesdream 8 years ago from Cornwall

      If you weren't lonely ,Tom , and you weren't on the computer, where would we all be, .... without your poetry.