Solus and Simul

Solus and Simul

A Poem by Theodore Ramwell

Solus is the latin word for alone. Simul is latin for together.


The River of Solus

The silver invisible wisps of

Wind drifting across the cool river

You can feel the crave taste this wave

Does create.


You feel it gently

Push you,

Like a ghost trying to comfort your falling tears

Only they can’t

For they are gone.


You ride the flow

To see where it shall go

No one knows

But on it goes

Never stopping for a tired breath

It is relentless

Like the memory of someone

You have caused great hurt.


It sobs in your mind

But great walls of white ice

Form around your thoughts

To protect you from your grief

It calms your thoughts







Like an owl sitting on a branch



The thoughts are a secret

Unseen and unheard

Even anger cannot penetrate

The walls of cold icy fury.


You are alone


We are together

And alone.


Your mind does elude itself

In a way of running


From the memories

For the mind has no courage

It is the heart that carries

Your bravery.


The mind is never quiet

It screams when you are silent

Its whisper when you scream

It laughs when you are sad

It cries when you are angry

The mind is




Fountain of contradiction.


For without contradiction

My friend

We are truly alone...


© 2010 Theodore Ramwell

Author's Note

Theodore Ramwell
What do you think? the first 4 lines were my mother's last poem she never finished i have taken to finishing it with my own touch. Hope you like it.

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a haunting division in psychological waves~ the ebb and flow of the mind as enemy is a curious and elivened charachter all its own in your write~
the images are languid yet at the border of the lines there lies in wait a serrated edge to bring home the dual fold of the topic~very cleverly crafted~

Posted 10 Years Ago

4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

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Great imagery. And it's touching you did that for your mother.

Posted 9 Years Ago

Magnificent flow love how your words capture
So many beautiful images and emotions
I think she would approve

Posted 9 Years Ago

mother would be proud

Posted 9 Years Ago

i like the genuineness of this poem...i really felt the emotion inside this poem, great work!

Posted 9 Years Ago

The flow is just magnificent. Very smart read. Incredible thought process. Loved every single line. Incredible job! :)

Posted 9 Years Ago

I love this, it flows beautifully. Well done

Posted 9 Years Ago

Beautifully dark and fluid. Swaying me back and forth across the topic of a troubled lonely but never truly alone mind. You have brought your mother great happiness with such a finish.

Posted 9 Years Ago

Your mind is such a complicated series of tunnels, spiraling in and over itself contradicting while it agrees. Sometimes you work at odds with it. Sometimes you work well together. Always, it is a marvel.

Posted 9 Years Ago

Courage mother, for this is a poem about a boy who is trying to find passion.

Posted 9 Years Ago

i got the eb & flo feeling too but ten i got in my mind that we can be our own worst enemies when it comes to thoughts & being stale or asleep. Not sleep like at night but asleep in our minds where we do not exercixe our minds for the greater good. This world is falling asleep all over the place. It is time to wake up & rise from our slumber...
You are alone
We are together
And alone.

this made me think of double mindness everyone carries that in them.. everyone & it made me realize that i must let that go..become one minded like minded with God.
For the mind has no courage
It is the heart that carries
Your bravery.

this is so true but for me i see my strength & courage comes from God.. I am human i am not perfect so drawing from him is what i have to do. Last night i spoke to a friend during prayer for him & another friend had said in the prayer that Daniel (our friend) was to be a tree, strong, firm, foundational, growing his roots strong & in that his vertigo would go, his Diabetes would go, his walking will turn to running & the oldness of his body & rigidness will turn youthful again. I said to him tho that His strength, foundations roots etc will come from being strong & when he is he will be like Jesus. My other friend said his foundations, tree, core, centre will be Jesus in him.
I dont mean for this to be preaching. I am just sharing that for the first time in months a poem actually sparked something in me.. This was a great thought provoking write! Awesome job.. (Just my opinion)

Posted 9 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Added on July 26, 2010
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Theodore Ramwell
Theodore Ramwell

Birmingham, Erdington, United Kingdom

Hello im Theodore Max Shuker Ramwell and proud of it! Nice video I made on one of my poems i hope you like it. .. more..


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