the lot in life for a writer
solitary time savored
the attraction
lost on others not so
infected
alone is not lonely
my companions the ideas
in my head, struggling
to make their way
to freedom through
fingers artfully
laying them across
blank pages
remaining denizens of
the house sleep,
the dogs don’t wait up,
but will arise early to
join morning sessions
feeling some sense
of completion
I can close up my
notebook, shut down
my laptop
and with satisfaction,
wait for the world
to come to me
– Mark L. Lucker
© 2016
“I can close up my /notebook, shut down/my laptop/
and with satisfaction,/wait for the world/to come to me”
beautiful…I felt like that last night after I shut everything down, however, I have to say that the only thing I waited to come to me was sleep. I do love the gentle feel of this piece. It captured the quiet, solitary peace that embraced my house at this same point. Thank you for this.