The ocean is a lifeless pool today,
the horizon a straight line.
I'm sitting on a bench with my notebook,
a pen, and my camera.
First I snap a photo of the water
a palm tree, and two empty
beach chairs. Then I open
my notebook and begin to write
about the scene, wondering
what it illuminates about my life.
My husband is away for a few days
and I'm loving the solitude.
His side of the bed is a cool prairie
of quiet. The TV remote is mine.
I eat when and what I want.
The toilet seat stays down.
One lonely sailboat slides by,
a triangle of remote longing.
But, for what? There is no answer,
only stormy ripples of haunting
need that litter the calm.
What price am I willing to pay?
I put my pen down, pick up
my camera, take another picture,
then just sit and contemplate
the quiet, the aloneness, the me.
9 comments:
That sounds like a good moment..fully captured..perhaps aloneness is good when you know that prairie in the bed will be filled in a few days..
Had to smile about the simple joy of finding the toilet seat down! Enjoy your time alone doing what you want when you want!
I love solitude. Enjoyed this glimpse of her day.
This captures the solitude, that feeling of smallness in a great world.Nicely done
This captures the solitude, that feeling of smallness in a great world.Nicely done
a cool prairie
of quiet.
great description of the empty side of the bed. Very nice overall
What a mixture of emotions you have given us today. Sorry to hear that you know who still needs training. The main thing is to be yourself again to count the stars and the waves and the joys in your life.
"a cool prairie of quiet"
What a wondrous description of the empty side of your bed!
A Singular Whirl
i love the lightness of being... yr response to the wordle... not dark in anyway... a liberating response to the remembered me...
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