These lines are written in response to a prompt on

It’s a different take on the words quiet, solitude and space. A different way to think about them.

Quite, Solitude & Space

We think in absolutes

Mind rigid to any change

In a hunt for a little quiet

We turn stone deaf

Searching for solitude

Far in wilderness

Find loneliness alone

Waiting there instead

In that ample space

With no one to intrude

A life of me myself

Finds an interlude

To speak endlessly

About oneself