Dormant feelings
Hold affair done,
Lacking measure
Bare rate begun,
That be a feeling
Seized of neglect,
Alas demeaning
Brings one regret,
The while lingers
In vain retrospect,
Hence a prisoner
Who can but wilt,
Without ye detect
The emotional tilt,
Of allegoric affect
Forced so to endure,
With a feeling of guilt!
© Jean-Jacques Fournier
Poetry on a canapé 
Ah – you have captured that feeling of loneliness that creeps into our souls from time to time!!! Your words brought back poignant memories. Thank you….
Hey Rebecca… Yes, capturing that feeing was the intention. It is that look on people’s faces, the tone in their voices, and the sadness in their general comportment that gives it up, sufficiently to have influenced this reflection. No surprise in these particular times, with the advent of Trump, causing insecurity world wide, what with trying to do away with health coverage, and spending on increasing armaments. That something to make one feel lonely for better days.
Jean-Jacques