hard pebbles roll
beneath soft soles.
The ocean is whipped
and lacy waves, a mêlée
of foamy white and foggy grey,
chase across the sand, tickle toes,
lisping at the fragile edge of solitude.
Kim M. Russell, 27th March 2019
My response to Poets United Midweek Motif: Solitude
Sumana says that we all have an inner space within us to house our own thoughts, feelings, and that solitude is an essential human need to replenish the soul, clear the weary mind of the clutter and give élan to our existence. She shares quotes from Marianne Moore and Lord Byron, a haiku by Basho, and poems by Li Po and Harold Monro, all on the theme of solitude.
This week I offer a nonet.