A Version Of Solitude Poem by RIC BASTASA

you feel like a leaf steady on a pool of
water,

around you is thick fog
and beyond is the haze of a misty morning

the house on the river bank is deserted
and the boulders of rocks are gray and hard

the grass is nil dipping its tongue on the shallow waters
ripples of the wind bring the shadows of shimmer

the mountains stand still
merely looking like a monk closing his eyes under the sky

this is my poem for solitude
yes, my own version of solitude when all else fail