My Beautiful Solitude

"I never found a companion that was so companionable as solitude . . . " Henry David Thoreau, Poet, 1817-1862 _____________________________ I love days of solitude where I dwell in perfect quietude and take an interlude. Oh, those sweet days of isolation lovely alone days of my creation where there exists no worldly temptation. Oh those secluded days I love the best I withdraw- linger and let my mind rest I do not bother or care to get dressed. I often stay just cozy in my bed watching my bedside flower of red letting random thoughts drift in my head. A fiction book reading perhaps a mystery that is nagging or a love story meeting. I close my eyes and fall into a dream and I am floating down a forest stream lost in hues of green. Then, I pick up my ink pen and write my words falling into the dark of night until my beautiful solitude has taken flight. ________________________ May 1, 2018 Poetry/Rhyme/My Beautiful Solitude Copyright Protected ID 18- 1018-672-01 All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym. Duplication only with written permission. Written for the contest, The Beauty of Solitude sponsor, Line Gauthier Third Place