Can it be
that to revel in moods
of sun and wind and rain,
To caress the velvet warmth
of sunshine
on my horse’s winter coat,
To share opinions
with him
on matters
of workaday importance,
To walk in ecstasy
through leafy forests
bustling with little lives
and little sounds,
To wander through
poetry books
and piano music
in the bowels of the night,
I have to be alone?
It seems
I must choose
between solitude
and
polystyrene conversations
about false nails
and BMW’s,
while stringing my lips
into plastic smiles
that hurt my head.
Oh Solitude
cool, silent, soothing Solitude,
forgive me
for having doubted you so.
(1991)
solitude is always better than bad company! i'm with you on that!
A thoroughly satisfying read that contains all the elements of 'good' poetry. Each word is carefully chosen and placed to perfection. The theme of the poem is interesting and leaves enough unsaid for the reader to ponder and the final stanza rounds the piece off to perfection. I particularly liked 'Wander through poetry books and piano music'. A delight to have you on PoemHunter Diana. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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Diana, Solitude is good, a truly happy person must be happy with her own thoughts and interests. To sit and listen to idle chatter is for me a pain, I much prefer Mozart and a good book. Loved this poem because you gave me permission to be myself. You are truly a poet with a message for what is good. Bob