Ragged Lonely people

I see the moonlight dancing
on an ocean that fades to sky
See couples silhouettes on the shore
See ragged lonely people
Whose eyes have lost their luster
Sad and empty faces, cry for more.
Penny’s rattling like their chains
Holding dreams down until they die
Weep into another bottle
You know the reason why?
Their minnows in a jam jar
Mundane monotony, what I found
Forever circling the same old
well traveled ground.
Like the fiddler that played on Grafton street
Blue fingers dancing on the strings
A happy reel to please the people
But for him the tune it rings
Hollow without meaning
An empty phrase of a dream
That past away
Promises that were still born
In that class predicable way
Oh he wishes things would change
Worries quietly disappear.
But there weeds inside his garden
And will always reappear
He plays a lonesome slow air
A mirror to his plight
Throws in the towel and penny’s
He’s given up the fight
He’ll dance again at heavens gate
But for now in the streets purgatory
He’ll have to wait.
Slowly live out all his stillborn dreams
Patients is a virtue for the poor it seems.

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  • SimplyRed
    SimplyRedover 3 years ago

    oh beautifully written…just how I feel today ….

  • Thank you, poor you can i cheer you up

    – timbuckley

  • LisaMM
    LisaMMover 3 years ago

    A very powerfully emotive piece of writing Tim. I felt my throat tighten, the image of the fiddle player, busking his dreams away in the street. You painted the pictures and expressed these emotions of loneliness, lost souls.. so very beautifully.

  • Thank you again lisa all this praise might go to my head and I’ll start writing
    about the rich instead.

    – timbuckley

  • SimplyRed
    SimplyRedover 3 years ago

    thanks for the offer Tim :) but all will be well with a good nights sleep …xx

  • jeanni2010
    jeanni2010over 3 years ago

    beautiful , you say it so well , great work Tim :))

  • Thank you Jane thank for dropping in

    – timbuckley

  • sandra .
    sandra .over 3 years ago

    It can be a wonderful feel, to take time and be the ‘watcher’.
    To step back and ‘see’ the folly and ‘know’ it for what it is

    A sincere and telling observance, well delivered Tim

  • Thank you Sandra, I know how busy you are, so thanks for your well observed comments

    – timbuckley

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