Cry For Attention

The girl who says she’s lonely
stares out of cyberspace at me.

Those who stand furthest from the wall,
won’’t understand how good its feels
to have a wall behind your back.

I empathize with her. Dark hair
cascading around her face
reminds me of someone long ago –
someone who I could not love.

But she professes she’s lonely …
so I look into those big beautiful eyes
and I see the big question mark.

Those who stand furthest from the wall
won’t have the will to question
what is solid and what is false.

But I do.

© Allen Ansell 2009, 2021

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Allen Ansell

Hello, my name is Allen Ansell, often writing with the pseudonym ‘Griffonner’.

Writing is my preferred way of transposing my imagination into the physical world. A fair proportion of my writing I would describe as being ‘inspirational’.

I currently reside in South West France with my wife, Linda. We have two adult daughters and two grandchildren who live in the United Kingdom.
You can find more of my work in various places on the Internet, including ABCtales.com, UKAuthors.com, Allpoetry.com and PoetBay.com

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