Solitude
Solitude (A Quatern, 20140805)
The solitude weighed heavily,
Most especially late at night,
When I had no one close to me--
Meaning no one to hold me tight.
Loneliness sired desperation.
The solitude weighed heavily
Enough to sire inspiration;
Giving birth to my poetry.
In time I made a family
(Both positive and negative).
The solitude weighed heavily,
In the past where I sometimes live.
I got older; life moved along.
Today I still write poetry,
And compose lyrics for each song.
The solitude weighed heavily.
Copyright © Mark J. Halliday | Year Posted 2014
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