The older
I get
The more
Condensed
My ideasSoon
They will
Evaporate
AltogetherHaving
Skimmed
The
Cream
Off the
Top
Inspired by Daily Prompt – Finite
Words
Solitary Confinement
Find a place
An empty space
With no one near
Or media in ear
Purge mind of chatter
Bid adieu to Mad Hatter
Dump dissonant din
Embedded within
Take personal license
To gorge on the silence
Welcome closest of kin
Nature back in
Its melody sweet
Laid at your feet
Your soul to renew
As fresh morning dew









