Sitting in the QuietA Poem by Alfred Kukitzsilence as friendSitting in the Quiet Sitting in the the quiet Noise climbing the stairs I feel a deep sinking in me Feels good I want to stay here I look at the quiet Seem to know its face and grin Inviting more and more of it in for a stay among my mind and soul a bowl of soup thrown in I'm solo for decades now and quiet has become a favorite companion. © 2015 Alfred KukitzReviews
|
StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
|