
I have always enjoyed my own company, never more so than now. As a teenager I could be incredibly lonely to the point of feeling physical pain. I literally ached from it and, like most teenagers, time passed so slowly, so it seemed never ending.
As a grown up, I am never lonely. There is always someone to speak to and many opportunities and activities in which to participate. These days it is sometimes difficult to find time for myself, so when I do, I savor every moment. I love taking long walks in nature and I see and appreciate everything. I find the solitude inspirational and it helps my writing. I even capture photos along the way of things that I find interesting. Solitude is very precious to me.
Solitude
Sacred solitude
A gift of silence from noise
Time for renewal
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Kim is hosting at D'Verse Poets tonight. She has prompted us
to write a Haibun on Solitude.
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I like how you’ve contrasted the teenage perspective with that of your older self, Christine. I also felt lonely as a teenager and I appreciate what you say about time seeming never ending. I agree that, as we get older, solitude is a precious thing, ‘a gift of silence from noise’.
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Thank you Kim 💕🙂
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🙂
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I need to learn haibun. Will give it a try.
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Oh you should! I will be watching for your work 🙂💕
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Perfect haiku for the story part
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Thank you Sabio 🙂
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sacred it is. like the spaces between notes of music
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Yes, I know what you mean 🙂
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Yes solitude can be so calming, and my isolation time in the hospital was the best time for in the hospital………I even got some sleep….xx
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I’m happy that you had chance to rest Ivor. I hope you’re health is improving now 💕🙂
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I’m in hospital now, for my tests etc
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Good luck. I hope the news is good 💕
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It is such a sacred time – nicely expressed in your haiku, Christine.
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Thanks so much V.J. It is certainly precious to me🙂
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your solitude is graceful living Christine, i see it reflected in your writing – beautiful haiku to end
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Graceful and grateful Gina 🙂💕 Thank you my friend
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This is beautiful!
❤
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Gorgeous, Christine! I enjoy solitude as well, so quiet.😊💗
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thanks Jordy. It’s the only way to descramble your mind, right 💕
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Indeed!💗
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I notice how you make a distinction between loneliness and solitude. I don’t see them as the same things either.
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That’s right Jane 💕
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🙂
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Life seems to get noiser and noisier! It almost seems odd to have everything quiet. With the ringing in my ears, there is never any pure silence! Thanks for your comment.
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Thanks so much 🙂
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I so remember the loneliness of being a teenager… I think I spent most of my free time in the library … pretending, and then growing up you start to crave those moments of being alone in wonderful solitude.
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Thanks Bjorn….yes me too. I think now of all those painful hours and how I could have spent them 😔 Solitude is a gift to ourselves.
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