Janet Brice Parker
A NUDGE
How do I know I am lonely
if my soul is sound asleep?
I have no drive or ambition.
I’m afraid of plunging too deep.
Creative desires lay dormant,
my thinking goes nowhere at all.
I’m blind to a path or direction,
I”m deaf to a clue or a call.
My feelings float high on the surface
until there’s a gnaw at my heart.
I’m shaken and briefly awakened
while loneliness tears me apart.
9-27-1988