People 

TheFeatheredSleep

samantha-sophia-195015People

May rifle through your life

Like pick pockets

Climb inside your privacy

Invade your quiet

They may leave traces

In your life line

Becoming family

Or staying just a season

You will wish many times

Not to answer their call

Tend to their needs

Spend your time building vines

From their vineyard to yours

But solitude

Is a hard

Endless

Winter

Only the most robust survive

Sometimes when you think

You’re better off

Isolated

Drifting off the main land

You’re over estimating

Your ancestors only got this far

Because of family

Relationships

Strangers become friends

To give you the privilege to choose

How much of a social animal

You

Want to be

But never forget

Yours is not the soul

Of a white snow leopard

Stalking endless silence

Cut off from her kind

Your kind were monkeys

Chattering noisily in trees

Yes it makes you blush

Wishing you were less a creature of gossip and small talk

But without snow boots you cannot

Hope to wade the drifts

They will consume the bravest heart of almost anyone

As searching in nothing but ourselves

We find less than expected

44 thoughts on “People ”

  5. A fury and outstanding truth of poetry sis.

    One of my favorites of yours. Your words open up the reality of things that we feel uncomfortable but that’s what readers need to know and understand.

  16. You tapped right into the pulse of why we need to connect, regardless of what we tell ourselves. However much we resist, we are pack animals. 😉 Beautifully done. xx

  17. I really needed to hear this today, thank you ❤ (and beautiful as ever)

  21. There she is! Whenever I see your symbol I immediately smile. Yes you have that effect on me and it’s a good thing. I hope you are okay, if you needed to hear this I hope that means you know you have it in the friends and people who care about you.

  22. What a lovely thing to say! 🙂 you’re the kindest my friend. Thank you ❤

  25. This is very thought provoking… I love the snow leopard analogy and my how wish I was a snow leopard and not a trousered ape, but you are dead right, non withstanding my misanthropy

  28. Powerful words that seep into the soul, like a lace sheet across the skin your poetry lays upon our minds. Thinking and feeling deep emotions that we think no one understands but you Poetry’s muse always knows how to display feelings and connect with your readers.

    I like this piece but I still like you more my friend well done

  40. You are most welcome and I do know how much you believe in me and for that I thank you. Whoever said beauty is only skin deep didn’t meet you beautiful soul

  41. I do believe in you but I wish you knew that too and believed in yourself more and thought you were good enough as at times I know you don’t but I’m guilty too so we exist to empower each other

  42. I am guilty of that, but having people like you around helps me to believe in myself more

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