Tuesday, November 22, 2011

My Quiet Place

Difficult to find

Blackness of night 

Dark morning

They are sleeping soundly



Breathing deeply

Slowly exhaling


Alone at last

Hoping for a better tomorrow

Relieved to have made it through another day


Arming myself for the battles ahead

Allowing five more minutes before waking the chaos

Reaching for my laptop

Logging back in to life

 This week we asked you to write about your quiet place. Where is it? What does it look like? What happens there? Our word limit was 200.

Excited to be participating for the first time.


Cheryl said...

Simple and true. Quiet moments are so rare, aren't they?

angela said...

So simple, a quiet moment alone before the house wakes, but they are so hard to find some days.

Galit Breen said...

Hooray, you! Welcome!

Your poetry is lovely and I adore the way you took your reader through unplugging and plugging back in in so few words. So, so very well done!

Anonymous said...

This was so well done. I liked the visual separation of words leading me to and from peace and quiet.