David Harris

(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

A Bolthole


Everyone needs a bolthole
where you can run off to.
Somewhere to go
to let your hair down
around like minded
who don’t really care.

A place where you can
find solitude
and laughter.
Where you can disappear
to escape all the problems
that might be troubling you.

I am lucky I found mine
where I can act a different life,
be a different person
with none of the world’s
troubles and strife.

17 March 2008

Submitted: Monday, March 17, 2008

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  • Alison Cassidy (3/25/2008 7:54:00 PM)

    A bolthole, you say... Here in Australia, it's the 'shed' or as my uncle Tis always called it 'workshop'. All blokes need a shed where they can 'mess about' and 'hang out' and 'be themselves'. Where they can wear their old runners and their torn jeans and their T shirts with the dirty stain down the front. Great piece of observation in this one David. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

  • Craig Anderson (3/23/2008 8:25:00 PM)

    Excellent write David and I have noticed lately my 'Bolthole' is Poemhunter.. Enjoyed. Regards Craig. (Report) Reply

  • JoAnn McGrath (3/23/2008 4:39:00 PM)

    Never heard it called that before....'Bolthole'...but the you Brit's do have your funny words...unlike our 'Flea Market's'..lol....but I do wish I had a place like that to go to....some can do it with just meditation....I need the more physical removal and would love to be able to go away for awhile....I think everyone needs that once in awhile to rejuvenate....and laughing at Andy's comment (Report) Reply

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