Serenity Is My Portion For M Lady Ann Beard Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

The last rays of the setting sun
encarnadine the grey stonewalls
of my small house when day is done.
I watch content as darkness falls.

I have an unimpeded view
from where I sit towards the sea.
Each sunset shows me something new
the darkness holds no threat for me.

In fact I crave the quietness.
I choose to live in solitude.
I hate the city’s business
an anti social attitude? .

That may be true I can’t deny
I do not seek the company
of fellow men and I know why
I hate the close proximity.

Of the unthinking bustling crowd
Who advertise their discontent
broadcasting random thoughts aloud
By accident without intent.

The random thoughts they radiate
albeit quite unknowingly
combine together and create
a standing wave of misery.

Perhaps I am too sensitive.
Which would explain my attitude
The reason that I choose to live
in isolated solitude.

I’m woken by the rising sun
which bids me that it’s time to rise
and greet the new day just begun.
In perfect peace and quietness.

The grey stone walls now tinged with gold
I look towards the distant sea
Enjoy the beauty I behold
I am content as I should be.

08/08/2009
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