In Companionless Times

I will ignore the obvious
The dodges and the cheats
To get out of the question’s drift
Escape means, drinks or eats —

And focus on the time-passers
Which is, I think, the way
In which this prompt is meant, and so
The shape of what I’ll say

If you, my friend, must be alone
With no one there at all
With no somatic presence and
No one to text or call

There are things you should have, and
There are things that you should not:
Both things that are intangible
And some that can be bought

I’d hope first that you have
A life of stunning memories
From which much rich enjoyments can
Be gleaned as you might please

And second, I would want you to
Have music there to hear:
For melody is hope and love
Which you will need, I fear

The third thing is a thing that I
Would not want you to bring:
Take no regrets of love unspoken
With you, festering

And fourthly, have some pictures of
The lot of us who love you;
Who look for your return and pray
And think constantly of you

And finally, my friend, bring this:
The book that we both share
That manifold refulgence that
You’ll need while you are there

The so-called desert island is
A real place, I’m afraid;
The times when you will be alone
Where choices must be made

That shape your life and destiny
That your fate turns upon:
May you have all this with you
On the journey

(Inspired by this prompt)

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

18 thoughts on “In Companionless Times”

  1. I like your creativity in answering this prompt. I am happy that I visited your blog. Hope to be here often to savor the delicious content of your blog with it’s amazing pictures..

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