Monday, May 2, 2016

Anomie--By David Palmer--United States


Alone! In a room full of strangers
Chatting amiably around, not to
Me.  Cloaked with Invisibility,
Stealth Secret Agent Double-oh-seven;
But currently unassigned, mission less,
Meaningless! Really? A non-entity,
Expendable, recyclable, NADA?
Social ghost haunting your periphery.
We are shallow, failing to see the worth
Of the eternal souls who share limelight
In our transient moments on life’s stage.
Each one a Masterpiece before Father God,
Who IS so rapturously enthralled.
To Him, precious sparkling crowning jewels!

David Palmer makes his home in Renton, Washington, just outside Seattle.  As a former minister, and avid reader, he is a lover of poetry and has written 88 sonnets, mostly for the delight of his friends.  He currently works for Bloodworks Northwest in Bellevue, Washington, a blood center supplying whole blood, platelets and plasma for transfusion to patients in hospitals in Alaska, Washington, and Oregon.


  1. Dear David,

    It good to see you already have one wonderful comment. Welcome to Whispers! I hope you enjoy your time spent here. Best wishes with all your writing endeavors.


  2. Good sonnet on a powerful theme.

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  5. Thank you to Karen, Diane Creighton and unknown. Your encouragement means a lot. -- David Palmer

  6. Its good to encounter a new theme. I enjoyed the commentary style. Thank you for sharing, Ralph.

  7. David, thank you for this fun and witty poem. I enjoyed it. Continued blessings!

    -MJ (

  8. David,
    This is a great poem.. Just out of curiosity, are you related to Carl Palmer? Welcome to Whispers.
    Your new friend,
    David Fox