People like us alwaus feel a stranger in out own skin, Nana. It is because we are more sensitive than most.

Ha ha, pretty, outgoing Nana..I cannot see you as a hermit....

Everyday is winter, and outside
my door,
they are all hiding from cold.

^^^
I know about this cold, and how it feels.

Thus I lay beside a turned off
chimney;
a strange hermit.

^^
did you mean to say chimney, or heater/ fire place?

Sad, this poem, but I do understand very well what you are saying.

*hugs*

5/5 Ingrid

The opening stanza seemed like an actual quote, really powerful and thought provoking.

I really liked the emphasis on the metaphor here, you really carried it out nicely. Loved how you said winter was your contrary, meaning you aren't meant to be sad & lonely perhaps.

A nice personification here of you feel as though you are becoming a 'hermit' Such a sad lonely feeling, but you expressed it wonderfully!

This well written poems reflects a cold reality of lonelyness

"To every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose
under heaven"
-Ecclesiastes 3:1

I especially liked:
" perchance I
seek less habits.."

good.

I have a poem about the same topic...yet this...is a diamond..that made mine look like a foolish stone...lmao!!! Love the frozen fire image! Wayy coool! You rock!