Paddy's Poetry Corner ~Meditated Solitude

Welcome to the poetry corner, have a cigar, or a seat, or whatever strikes your fancy. We dont take to a lot of rules round here, come and go as you like, do what grooves ya. We dig poetry in all of it's myriad forms. If you do, then hey, its cool by me.

This time around, it is winter and storming and kinda cold, not so much cool. But again, it is what it is and we can go with the flow. I got a wee bit of poem about spending a winter night in a cabin. I think you'll see what I mean. Queue the spotlight, I have chair in hand.

Meditated Solitude

 

A clear sky is filled with stars,

as a full moon rises in the east;

reflections dance across the plain;

vision is measured in light years.

 

A light snow covers the ground;

warm, spring water shatters the mirror

as harsh winds blow over the lake;

a crystalline symphony drifts outward.

 

The fireplace glows with warmth,

leaving a trace of burning birch

radiating through shifting images,

and settling into dusty corners.

 

Cold nibbles at the solid cabin

in the rising winter solstice;

inside, a consciousness is subdued;

meditated solitude, overshadows all.

Comments

[Nicole]

This is beautiful, Pat!