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Stranger In Solitude
The lit screen glares in my face
A dull glow revealing my tired daze
Life drowning in mind-blowing tumult
I’m much obliged to seek peace elsewhere as a result
The café isn’t sprawling and the menu whipped out in a haste
No bother, I just need solitude and don’t care for the taste
To this secluded shelter, I only come for some quiet
Thanks to the barista that lets me stay, keeps on the light
That day, we smiled at each other in a proximity
Forging a connection that is born only from anonymity
On bad days, I go there on the pretext of tea
She sees, she knows, she lets me be
Oh, if only the world could have more of her
Her acquaintance has become my truce with turmoil and pressure
To me, she’s the face of a homely unfamiliar record-changer
To her, I am just a passing stranger
Today marks a year since I've started this blog. I'm thrilled to express my appreciation to all the wonderful people I've met here.
Last Feb 1st, I had little idea where this poetry writing pursuit would lead to but then that's art. We do it because we love it, no matter where it leads us.
Over the year, so much has changed yet some things stayed the same like they always do. Through it all, there has been so much support from the community of poets, writers and artists. I hope we keep supporting each other this way.
This blog is open to prompts, collaborations and is a safe space ♡
Love,
The Creaky Writer
The First Wave
I close my eyes and dream of a place
The island on the other side of the calamitous ocean
My raft held together with scions
Will it fall apart at the hit of its first wave in my indevotion?
I close my eyes and dream of a face
One that must lend me sails to set
Instead it hammers on the cracks
Will it heave me back from the first wave with the remorse I beget?
I close my eyes and dream of a heart
The antidote to my exhaustion and anguish
But the heart is broken and cuts cracks into mine
I try to make it to the first wave sans it before I perish