SOLITUDE MOMENTS
Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2015 6:54 am
SOLITUDE MOMENTS
In darkness before morning sun has arisen,
before family members have stirred,
in the light of the screen from a desk top computer
I sit and I write my first word.
I treasure those hours, those solitude moments
alone when one's thoughts become clear.
It lets the mind wander in different directions,
a rudderless ship without steer.
Allowing one's mind to drift free on an ocean
of memories, thoughts and regard.
To cast wide a net for a poet gone fishing
to catch, keep, release or discard
those words and those phrases, when married together,
that sing to the heart and the mind.
So sleep on my friend, I'll try not to disturb
In my search for the words I must find.
Copyright (c) Allan Cropper September 2015
In darkness before morning sun has arisen,
before family members have stirred,
in the light of the screen from a desk top computer
I sit and I write my first word.
I treasure those hours, those solitude moments
alone when one's thoughts become clear.
It lets the mind wander in different directions,
a rudderless ship without steer.
Allowing one's mind to drift free on an ocean
of memories, thoughts and regard.
To cast wide a net for a poet gone fishing
to catch, keep, release or discard
those words and those phrases, when married together,
that sing to the heart and the mind.
So sleep on my friend, I'll try not to disturb
In my search for the words I must find.
Copyright (c) Allan Cropper September 2015