Solitude

[worddancer]

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

[Terry]

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

[Heather]

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

Heather

[worddancer]

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