Solitude

Alone; 
an abandoned, 
waterless oasis 
that cynically 
mocks you knowing 
companionship is a gift 
it will never 
furnish you with, 
where hope 
turns into a 
repetitive game 
of soulless solitaire.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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November 5, 2010 at 10:04 AM
Enjoyed reading the many diverse poems here today. I am glad to have came across yours amongst these wonderful poems Peter. Wishing you a magnificent weekend. Love, Carol
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November 4, 2010 at 6:49 PM
i view this as an encounter with the real. it takes all kinds because there are all kinds an i too am one of those kinds that could write this. john h loving iii
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