The light of the even-star sparkles with ethereal portends
A crescent moon gleams with possibility
And revelers bask in these twilit blessings
Nights-out that change the tides of life
Where embers of love are lit
And the warmth of companionship reigns
But the writer sits by a desk
Shrouded from all these mystics
An empty page sprawled before them
Crumpled invitations lying rejected in a bin
And silenced texts blinking on a phone out of sight
Alone while the world moves on!
A glistening sun shines on a restful weekend
Families frolic in the precious bonding time
As lonely leaves fall from verdant trees
And a restless bee floats from lily,
The writer looks on
Alone in this spectrum of beauty
Ingesting the inspiration for those they will create;
Their closest companions
The ones in their minds
The ones between the lines!
What is loneliness,
If the trickle of a secluded spring brings peace to your heart,
If the flutter of butterflies sprinkles joy upon the soul,
If the fresh soothing breeze bears celestial euphoria
And birds trill the music of life.
What is loneliness,
If nature comes to your aid!
Yet still the lone writer wonders
When their kindred spirit will come
To join them in this blissful wonder
And fill the emptiness of night
For while the writer may dwell in this world
They live in countless others
Where to live, becomes to write!
For the third weekend in a row I did not meet up with my friends and dare I say it, ‘suitors’.
I spent the last two weekends knee-deep in publishing intricacies,
And this past one, laying out the schedule and plan for my next project.
I hope to know your thoughts on this post in the comments section.
On another note, you might have noticed the underlying theme of nature. I haven’t written a green post this month. So I tried to use this one, to showcase some of the beauty we should cherish, preserve and Grow.
Feel free to check out my new book release here;
Stay safe everyone, Stay loving.