From tiny beginnings to oceans I discovered the world in words

21 days into July

my favourite bench
where willow weeps and ducks call
that’s my kind of quiet

light ripples on water
breeze brushes trees, birds sing
that’s my kind of quiet

I like to be alone
but not in isolation
that’s my kind of quiet

you see my kind of quiet
is within
.
Elaine Patricia Morris (c) 2019

Comments on: "21 days into July" (3)

  1. misfit27 said:

    Where the willow weeps paints a beautiful picture…allowing all emotion to be with you as you sit in silence.

  2. Sounds like you found the stone bench my one child got for me for Mother’s day one year that sits below my willow of about 30 years in age… next to the creek on the border of my yard šŸ˜‰

    Well said.

  3. It’s nice to go to a special place for quiet contemplation. Lovely poem. šŸ™‚

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