Time passes,
growing older,
solitude begins
surrounding me;
thoughts succumb
to memories,
reflections.
Walking
in summer fields
butterfly flutters
crickets chirp;
I am never alone.
Author notes
I am looking for an observation made in solitude.
In a list
A contest entry
- solitude by tara wilson.
2700 points, ended August 20, 2008, 42 entries
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nope, we're never really alone with butterflies & little creatures flying around us in beautiful fields...it is true though, I think the older we get, the less surrounded by people we are...it all depends though, generally speaking, I suppose....
I think there is always something to make us feel connected to something else...I used to work with a woman who led a very solitary life & her best friend was a raccoon, she told me this...I wonder if that's why she led a solitary life. I never knew her well enough to really know...lol
thanks very much for your entry.
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Lovely picture to illustrate your poem.
Provocative notion that solitude grows as time passes.
Solid take on the prompt, I'd say.
Thanks for this.
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Your picture got my attention..How like the prairies..the round bales and the wildflowers.. It brought thoughts of contemplation and muse...Your words are lovely..Imagery is alive as are the sounds..What a lovely short write..and how one would reflect in this setting..Love it!
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great imagery, it creates a really nice picture
good luck for the contest -
Loved the imagery poet, well done and all the best!
mj.
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I read a poem that reminded me of this one in sentiment just moments ago called, I believe, Family Trees. http://allpoetry.com/poem/4478493
I hope this isn't considered spamming!
Anywho, back to you.
I do like this poem. It is simple and elegant, and gives me the urge to let loose a contented sigh.
Very well done,
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I like this, I hope when all is said and done, I can reflect like this...
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