POETRY

Lonely, My Brothers

A Personification poem

I stand the sole survivor of what once encompassed a grand mass

We were brothers bound by root touching root breathing the same air drinking from the same streams

What has become of you?

My brothers, you have fallen fallen to decay and feasted upon by insects and maggots

There is nothing left to the camaraderie we once shared all the seasons we saw together the nests we discovered in high branches the beauty of the sun delivering life to us the moonlight casting our shadows

Why did you leave me, brothers?

I would cut my own life short for but a moment to be with you again I would fall too, join you in your journey to another life spreading yourself out to give love to everything around you

I stand here alone without you lonely, my brothers

©2011 Lori Carlson. All rights reserved.

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Lori Carlson writes poetry, fiction, personal essays, creative non-fiction, and articles. She focuses on Spirituality, Life Lessons, Self-Awareness, Relationships, Mental Health, and LGBTQ+. She is the Owner/Editor of Promptly Written and Not For Bedtime Stories. You can find her older stories on her Medium Blog, Ravyne’s Nest.