Quiescent

In a world over burdened with heartache and despair there are moments when I find life too difficult to bear. I long for a sanctuary; a quiet place of tranquil repose. A cabin in the mountains where no one else ever goes Or a placid valley where my nearest neighbor is a hare. It need not be a Shangri La in which I would never age, but Lord grant me a halcyon clime where there is no rage. I'd settle for a seaside cave, lulled to sleep by lapping waves There I'd not shed a tear over loved ones in their graves. I'd write poetry about enchanting things, page after page. I'm not looking for a permanent home so I can hibernate, just a hideaway to myself so my apprehension can abate. I need the perfect quiescent place, in a secluded location. A silk cocoon or a Zen garden so I can relax in meditation focusing on things that bring happiness so I can feel sedate. September 30, 2021 "Q" Contest of New Poems Sponsored by Constance La France
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Kauffman Avatar
October 9, 2021 at 10:38 AM
Congratulations on your win Jenna. Having a place of peace and serenity to turn to is a blessing especially for the creative soul. Blessings of quiet serenity.
Gauthier Avatar
October 5, 2021 at 10:36 AM
Wow, Jenna ~ added to my faves. I'm signing up for this abode. Congrats on your most deserving top place. Beautifully penned.
Logan Avatar
October 5, 2021 at 10:43 AM
Wouldn't it be lovely to have such a place? Thanks so much, Line.
La France Avatar
October 5, 2021 at 9:05 AM
Jenna, congratulations on your win in my "P" contest with this beautifully penned poem, well done ~ love and serenity _Constance
Logan Avatar
October 5, 2021 at 10:17 AM
Thank you for the acknowledgement and complimentary thoughts, Constance
Alex Avatar
October 4, 2021 at 9:10 PM
A real feeling of nostalgia of going back to one's self. Beautifully written. Congratulations!
Logan Avatar
October 5, 2021 at 10:16 AM
What a nice compliment. Thank you, Chris.
Leffanta Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 11:33 AM
Plenty of time to rest and rejuvinate in the confines of a coffin, so make the most of the time you can come and go as you please!
Logan Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 3:39 PM
I’m doing just that, but once dead, no amount of “being laid to rest” will rejuvenate me.
Cunningham Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 6:45 AM
We all need a place like that Jenna, to revive our spirits and charge our batteries as it were. That place you wrote about yesterday comes close. Have a great weekend. Tom
Logan Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 8:47 AM
Sometimes I find it in early morning hours when it seems the rest of the world is still asleep. However, it's only a momentary getaway...until the first car passes by. That, or the trash collector. lol Thank you, Tom.
Buhagiar Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 6:24 AM
If you find such a place send me the address. I promise not to bother you :)
Logan Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 6:29 AM
I think at one time or another we all need such a hideaway to revive. Thanks, Victor.
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