To SolitudeA Poem by Chris LavertyAway with loneness - he whose Winter bites, who haunts the wasted wilderness and shores, born in thunder on the misty moors; there bred by wolves, whose howling fills the nights. But bring his smooth browed sister Solitude, decked with autumnal charms and plenitude; with Contemplation's brimming horn of flowers, and mellow harvest fruits to fill the hours; often you'll keep the company of Dawn, whose veils of innocence the woods adorn; and sometimes there, with still and listening ear, we might the secret songs of nature hear, or by fountain sit, whose trickling sound is where forgetful music may be found; with closed eyes we'll feel it chase away the phantoms of the mind that haunt the day; and 'til the birds' soft choir the daylight greets we'll walk along the quick and knowing streets, alive with neon lights and shutters down, whose slumbering hush the traffic soon will drown; or we'll walk the idle hours at night beneath the tenantless sky; the only light the lamps that pierce the city smog and clouds; and night is human - thoughts arise in crowds in minds astir like beehives, and hearts swell like glow worms' tails; there unseen creatures dwell by graveyard, cricket green, and old inn, whose chants arise to sooth the daily din; we'll watch the botanical garden's calm cascades dance on the moonlit paths and palisades; hear murmurings of exotic plants and trees, stirred in the tingling darkness by the breeze; smell scents of herbs - of rosemary, sage and thyme, that make the air feel of another clime. But now I hear the sound of mournful train rousing night, and passing sigh of plane, as Solitude, you fade to Winter now, whose northern breath creeps through my window, and round my door; the hand of loneness cold - an anguish of the body - takes icy hold; and now the Spring of company I yearn, but will to sister Solitude return. © 2017 Chris LavertyAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorChris LavertyManchester, Lancashire, United KingdomAboutMy name is Chris and I live in Manchester in the UK. I have been writing poetry seriously for about a year now. I am looking for constructive feedback on my work, positive or negative. more..Writing
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