Poet Board: Free of Touch

Free of Touch, by Wispy

To while away these hours
As such
An utter solitaire
Free of touch
I seek.

All the children may
This moment
Cry or play
I’ll be silently
Away.

Nobody can know
I retreat
My tired still soul’s
Heartbeat
Calmly.

Sorrow in the streets
Joyful hope
In the elite
I don’t cope
With either.

The sun shall rise
And set
Beyond my eyes
I’ll lament
Nothing.

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