Day 75 of the 365 day poem challenge.
Word of the day privation meaning "the loss or absence of a quality or attribute that is normally present."
Absence
Serenity came knocking one day
The emergency of the moment
Faded and in its absence came clarity images of waves and water and glass and drink and wine and clouds drifting lazy
Seek the absence a voice said
There was a void opening and it was like a glorious bottomless chasm there was no sound no feeling nothing
There was no violence no poverty no guilt no expectations
Today there is blinding light the nerves are frantic trying to process the boards and the voices and the words and the sounds and the clutter of it all the see-saw of jerking trains and cars and the tumbling up and down of boats and oars laziness is a remedy
The desire for privation of company is now fixed in me
In this meditative silence is my bliss
In this selfish space is my eternal gratitude the rays of pollution and chaos cannot touch me here in my own blank canvas my void my solitude my absence
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