Lost and Alone – Poem by Walt Page

Poetry by Walt Page: The Tennessee Poet

A bell was tolling
I knew not why
People were laughing
Looking my way
Perhaps the time had come
But I wondered
The time for what
I kept on walking
No idea where I was
Or where I was going
The tolling of the bell got louder
I was in front of a church
And I was still in my bathrobe
I was lost
I was alone
And I couldn’t remember my name

About the Poet

Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet, is a romantic old rock drummer, musician, USAF veteran and an open heart surgery survivor. He is a retired tourism executive and has been published on Vita Brevis, Visual Verse and Slasher Monster Magazine. Walt lives on the Cumberland Plateau in Tennessee with his wife Susan, his Palomino paint quarter horse Teaka and 10 rescue dogs.

10 thoughts

  1. Un poète perdu en son cri poétique trouvera t’il son chemin un bel écrit
    Douce soirée amicalement

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