Tides of Solitude

Tides Of Solitude

Since the time’s hour of youth

The breath hath swept the tides

Which only deathlessly divides

The throe that offered only truth.

It is not a lonesome numbness

Of the eyes that through the fears

Kept dry their tides of tears

And clear of griping dullness.

It’s an ache that offers fortitude

To strive in waking lethargy       

That which we call vivacity

And shielded  by the tides of solitude.

Reviews

[lady sunshine]

this is one amazing piece of writing....

[Mircea Popescu]

Thank you for dropping by.

[A. Amos]

Compelling and enjoyable read. Well done!

[Mircea Popescu]

Thank you very much.