The bridge of sighs
Living life alone
requires a sincerity of tone
a daunting prospect,
with no perks, it's a matter of destiny,
no opinions or preferences required
just sitting for hours by open fires
a blissful state of solitude
with many blemishes
sincerity can be overwhelming,
bouncing words around my head,
listening closely to them instead
you're a long-time dead;
rely on your own judgment,
time is terryifying
so be forthright with yourself
be complicit in your own happiness
and cease upon the midnight
with no pain.
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David RL Moore
Sun 10th Mar 2024 07:54
I hope you're well John, another thoughtful and reflective poem.
Much better for the sharing.
David