The Journey Inward

A Writer's Notebook

Solitude

Late in the night,
Or just past midnight,
When all around are asleep,
The house silent and the town mum,
I move with ease about the place,
Loving the feeling of being alone.
Penning poems and writing my thoughts,
Reading avidly or looking through pictures,
I relish memories, crave the creativity,
Release burden and expectation,
And descend into peace.
Peace.

Photo: High Bridge, NJ. 9.16.23 by LA

Leigh Anne

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4 responses to “Solitude”

  1. Nicole Smith Avatar
    Nicole Smith

    For me it is the morning.

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      Leigh Anne

      I love that you carve out that time, too!

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  2. vmartina Avatar
    vmartina

    I love to see such a beautiful depiction of what our alone time brings. Solitude is a treasure that needs to be celebrated. I didn’t realise I craved to release burden and expectation until I read that line! Wonderful x

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      Leigh Anne

      Thank you so much for your response! I’m so glad it resonated with you, too!

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