This rings of the everyday person, who has been beaten down by life, which has taken its toll. Somehow they feel cheated, left behind. Not asking for much, just a little something. Nice one.
I've always felt there was an inherent sadness about smoking cigarettes; not the sophisticated choice of days gone by, but rather a habit born of boredom, slowly burning one's days until they're finally snuffed out.
Yeah, loss and loneliness will make you tired. As for smoking a cigarette, writer Willy Kyrklund - who started smoking in his forties - said: at some point in life desire unfulfilled becomes so great a force that it makes perfect sense to acquire a desire you can fulfill.
The hopeless repetitions sometimes only serve to heighten the loneliness, as you have shown so well in these lines.
ReplyDeletea little better now but still i am...
ReplyDeletegood i don't have any cravings when im on this state...
JJRod'z
Old Ollie,
ReplyDeleteA very sad image, of real loneliness. Seeking some consolation..........
Eileen
I believe we all have these moments and that they end when we get tired of them and reach out. Very realistic portrayal and well done.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Touching. The short, sweet lines speak volumes.
ReplyDeleteUgh...loss and loneliness...hard to console someone in either state.
ReplyDelete*sigh*
ReplyDeleteyou put me right there.
matthew 12:20
ReplyDelete"a bruised reed he will not break,
and a smouldering wick he will not quench,
until he brings justice to victory"
As always, Ollie, your finger is right on the pulse of what being lonely feels like. Awesome.
ReplyDeleteAnd hopiing tobacco will fill the spaces. Too sad.
ReplyDelete'Tired as any monk' is a universal expression and the image speaks a lot. *Sigh*
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing.
Your words paint the image of solitude...I knew the Monk would pull this one off :D
ReplyDeleteNicely done. Love the cigarette butts image - makes it so real. Good take on the prompt.
ReplyDeleteGot a light?
ReplyDeleteCould be my favorite? It's gotta be.
ReplyDeleteThis rings of the everyday person, who has been beaten down by life, which has taken its toll. Somehow they feel cheated, left behind. Not asking for much, just a little something. Nice one.
ReplyDeleteNice combination of words and photo. I like the appearance of the word "monk."
ReplyDeleteyeah man...loss and loneliness suck...
ReplyDeleteI've always felt there was an inherent sadness about smoking cigarettes; not the sophisticated choice of days gone by, but rather a habit born of boredom, slowly burning one's days until they're finally snuffed out.
ReplyDelete(My mom died of cancer recently)
Been feeling lonely lately, this poem just hit it on the head.. Great piece
ReplyDeleteYeah, loss and loneliness will make you tired.
ReplyDeleteAs for smoking a cigarette, writer Willy Kyrklund - who started smoking in his forties - said: at some point in life desire unfulfilled becomes so great a force that it makes perfect sense to acquire a desire you can fulfill.
I am rapidly becoming a fan of these poems of yours. Brilliant. This, one of the best.
ReplyDeleteyes, this is just right.
ReplyDeletealso, pull out your guitar and sing this one.
Lovely and concise, you capture the sadness of loneliness quite vividly.
ReplyDeleteSharp, sad and succinct, Ollie.
ReplyDeleteAlways use the metaphor of an ashtray so this played its part for me.