Perceiving Perspectives....

From the comfort of one’s cosy corner,

Internal perspectives feel relatively safe.

A little turmoil with a queasy discomfort,

A mild depression causes some hesitancy.

Surroundings are framed by a familiarity,

Time and instance holds hostility at bay.

Introspection seeks to reveal some clarity,

Star gazing against a cloud covered night sky.

Security is sensed from behind a closed curtain,

A world shielded from most external intrusion.

Choice retains a closed door without welcome,

Observations construct a perceived peculiarity.

Oddness may lurk behind a twitchy demeanour,

Courage prefers the privacy of an inner sanctum.

©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 26/02/2015

Poetry Jam Prompt: ‘Inside/Outside looking Out/In.’…

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Spiritually Moving....

One never knows the instant or instance,

It arrives in this suddenness which impacts.

A shudder to the heart of such awareness,

A weakness finds its own strength to move.

Silent and fearsome tongues speak aloud,

Whispers slowly raise internal confidences.

A clarity and understanding evolve in time,

Depleted spirits gain nourishment and energy.

Fervour replaces weak and dampened modes,

Encouragement reconnects one’s belief in faith.

Isolation conserves a gradual loneliness in oneself,

Courage requires openness to entertain invitations.

Motivation rewards contentment and positivity,

A philosophical attitude defines many possibilities.

©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 22/02/2015

Crystal Clear....

She sits alone within her own cocoon,

Shrouded from her entire surroundings.

Eyes stare without seeing today’s world,

The sound of talking is silent in her mind.

Her crystal lamp is abandoned from care,

All belongings are deserted from attention.

Her perspective is internally facing forever,

Her gaze is transparent in its sad emptiness.

This journey is taken in isolation and alone,

Farewells too late as her departure had gone.

Her dementia deteriorated in a sneaky fashion,

Only memories enliven her past participation.

©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 20/02/2015

Poets United Mid-week Motif: ‘Glass.’

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Solitude's Soliloquy....

Loneliness is an outpost endured,

Alone in isolation bereft of friends.

A far flung niche deserted in tundra,

Or lost in the coldness of city living.

It shrouds demeanour and self-belief,

Belonging is seemingly for all others.

Unattached except for wishful dreaming,

Solitude does not placate a lonely mind.

Seclusion is at times a necessity of desire,

Its calmness affords tranquillity to muse.

Reflections gaze and ponder their silences,

In this solitudinous mode one draws breaths.   

A soliloquy considered in quiet contemplation,

This position sits well in the stillness of being.

©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 19/02/2015

Poetry Jam Prompt: Loneliness/ Solitude

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