And you think I'm Alone

I love this !!! :)

Lets the healing begin. I know the signs; your craving for silence: your scorn for vociferous chaoses. You need to retract, retreat in silence, Go on with it, Lets your body, your inner survivor guide you. I am sure the next spring ( your spring) you 'll open, you'll spread again in blossoms, in the mating birds of your poetry. It is your nature, my friend. I know, because I am the ugly duckling; our necks are very long; we have the vantage points of view on the pond in comparison to others, such as gorgeous, colourful, white, proverbial or free-range, ducklings.

Your poetry is always so effortlessly expressive. Loneliness is often a choice, and the cure is also often some place you would not expect. Lovely

I love this because i have been there for many years. The imagery is metaphorical yet there is beauty within. Your words connect to my soul now and in my past.

It's beautiful