SOLITUDE MOMENTS

[Cropduster]

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

[Bob Pacey]

Still prowling around in the dark I see Allan


Bob

[Neville Briggs]

I suppose that's the paradox of the writer, it is necessary to engage with others to experience life and it is necessary to get alone to write about it.

[Cropduster]

4am is my friend, Bob.

Well said, Neville - I agree entirely

[Bob Pacey]

An enlarged prostate will do it for me any time Allan


Cheers mate.
Bob

[Heather]

That is truly beautiful Allan. You took me there and I relished those secret private moments.

(Albeit spoilt by the thought of an enlarged prostrate!) Probably a bit of an overshare there Bobbity.

Heather

[mummsie]

And so it is Allan-those early morning hours capturing words that spring to mind with no thought at all to the deliverers need of sleep(I personally relish these moments).Well put.

Cheers
Sue

[Cropduster]

Thank you Heather. It is nice to know that my words able to take you there. Those moments alone are often the best part of the day.

Thank you Sue. I too relish those moments, although it would be nice to be able to sleep in occasionally.

Bob - commiserations on the prostate

[r.magnay]

prostate! Heather, prostate!

[Heather]

And I thought Neville would be the one to see that! Glad to see you are awake Ross.