In Solitude

In a rare afternoon where house was empty of life I sat and considered where my next poem would arise from. I enjoy moments of solitude to silently reflect or consider issues in my thoughts. Thus this began to be the corner stone as it were for today’s poem.

I believe imagination holds a great key for creativity thatone who writes for example can let their works flow. So also Imagination has been a large part of this creative work. Using areas of a local haunt of mine for solitary walks, thus helped to create this poem.

Using the solitude of a walk in nature and the sounds that should bring to the readers mind and combine it with a pining of a heart to meet once more the holder of their hearts key. I believe this to be quiet a beautiful back drop for today’s poem. Please Enjoy.


A low down shot of a gravel path winding between two trees


In Solitude



Rain soaked pathways hold a tale,
As a heart cold as ice behind a veil.
Mountain tops unseen beneath clouds,
A vision obscured by growing crowds.


Take me to a lonely rivers edge,
Where a Mallard rests by a ledge.
In solitude I sit where a swan may feed,
Few will be found that sit and read.


Or stroll through abandoned lanes,
As city life now absent yet no trains.
Your beauty I see about in solace,
Where all I find here is flawless.


Come sweetly sit a while and tell why,
Your beauty haunts and no yearning fly.
Muted misery is my hold in absence,
No life blood flows without you in essence.


I wander silent fields to listen still,
Silence haunts each reply to catch my fill.
Why has failure landed at my door,
Ease this loss so I can again soar.






©  Pat Fitzgerald 2022 




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14 thoughts on “In Solitude

  1. “Rain soaked pathways hold a tale,
    As a heart cold as ice behind a veil.”
    You hooked me right away with those lovely lines. What a great topic for a poem and now I want to take a hike alone and sit beside the water where the “swan may feed.”

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