My Beautiful Solitude
"I never found a companion that was so companionable as solitude . . . "
Henry David Thoreau, Poet, 1817-1862
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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.
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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
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2018
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