ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

SOLITUDE

The peaceful embrace of space and time,
The silence for thoughts to create a rhyme
Or to develop a plot of fantasy, sublime
Is possible, with the privilege of solitude.

In a bustling market or crowded room,
To escape the feelings of sadness and gloom
From an intractable life and a sense of doom,
I escape to my refuge of solitude.

When I want to forget what I hear, what I see,
When I’ve been somewhere I didn’t want to be,
When there’s no land in sight on an endless sea,
I find consolation in solitude.

If I hide away from the pain and lies
Then this place I choose could be my demise,
If the real world recedes from my unseeing eyes
While in a prison, of unhealthy solitude.

So the haven I retreat to has a great door
And if I am wise, I will open it more
So friends can enter, as they’ve done before,
Then, there is no reason or need for solitude.

When I work out a plot of fantasy in space,
Or create a rhyme with harmonious grace,
I need the time to peacefully embrace
The silence and the privilege of solitude.


© 2010 Worddancer

Hi Word Dancer,
A very nice poem, that certainly describes what at times it's like if you write poetry, and I'm sure would fit many other pursuits and circumstances as well.

Terry

Lovely Eliza. We all need our solitude at times- especially when there are teenagers in the household!

Heather

Thank you Heather and Terry, for taking the time to read and respond,

And yes it also applies when I am infused into my canvas or Wacom Cyntiqu screen.

Paint and words entrap me,

Eliza