To feel the icy grip of loneliness
To feel it wrap around my throat
To feel its disorienting unsteadiness
It’s all I can do to stay afloat
When I can find no companionship
No friend, no family to keep me anchored
The greatest hunger is for friendship
For nothing more have I hankered
No drink has tasted quite as sweet
No food seemed quite as savory
Company, to me, would be quite a treat
A human’s touch would make me quavery—
If only I could find solace by myself
As you seem to have found with yourself
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Author’s Note: The above is a sonnet for Natasha’s Calling All Poets! Challenge. You can see more in the link below.
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Stephanie Hoogstad
With a BA in English and MSc in Creative Writing, writing is my life. I have edited and ghost written for years with some published stories and poems of my own.
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