It's Still Life

The Path Near Tully’s Farm

A Quiet Moment

There’s no pomegranate,
lotus flower, lion or thrones here.
There’s no death or grieving,
or lumbering sea.
There’s only the quiet you find
in emptiness.

Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021

Misky

Jul 4, 2021

#apoemaday, Poetry

5 responses to “The Path Near Tully’s Farm”

Hobbo

Jul 4, 2021 at 11:03 am

A lovely poem. I can find comfort in quietness sometimes. 😊

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1. Misky
  
  Jul 4, 2021 at 12:49 pm
  
  I was a bit rattled by all the crowds out yesterday. Not really anxious, just wanting to go back home as soon as I could. I think Lockdown has rewired my brain.
  
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  1. Hobbo
    
    Jul 4, 2021 at 12:51 pm
    
    Yes, I know what you mean. Crowds feels a bit uncomfortable at the moment.😊
    
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    1. Misky
      
      Jul 4, 2021 at 12:59 pm
      
      Then I’m in good company.
      
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      1. Hobbo
        
        Jul 4, 2021 at 5:11 pm
        
        😊
        
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