solitude

© c e ayr

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solitude

there are those who do
and those who don’t
and those who dance together

and those who laugh
and those who lie
and those who love another

I stand apart
when I do or don’t
and I never dance at all

I laugh at
not with
I lie to
not beside
and I haven’t loved forever

I have just these words
my perfect rhymes
and the stories
no one reads

I am content in solitude
that’s why I walk alone
I have no need of others
if I can’t be with you

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About ceayr

A Scot who has discovered peace in a small town he calls Medville on the Côte Vermeille, C.E. Ayr has spent a large part of his life in the West of Scotland and a large part elsewhere. His first job was selling programmes at his local football club and he has since tried 73 other career paths, the longest being in IT, with varying degrees of success. He is somewhat nomadic, fairly irresponsible and, according to his darling daughter, a bit random. So, nobody’s perfect.
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3 Responses to solitude

  1. Katrin E McElderry's avatar Katrin E McElderry says:

    Wow…poignant. Hung on to each word.

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  3. jenne49's avatar jenne49 says:

    beautiful, sad, wistful poem.

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