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A Perfect Place...

Poetry By: dibbledabble

Tags: Friend, Relax, Learn

Sit back relax, the door is open come on it. 'me time' for all who enter

Submitted:Dec 7, 2011    Reads: 22    Comments: 8    Likes: 4   

A Perfect Place

Pull up a chair in my favourite spot

Savouring aged single malt.

Music playing, not to loud

Looking up from a book to observe passers by

While away a little time

Simple and pleasant

Perfect me time?


How much better it would be

To pick up something new to read at will

A thousand stories, poems and thoughts

Not just observe the passes by but get into their heads

And as I muse, for my thoughts to drift and merge with theirs.

Not to glimpse over my read a little embarrassed

That I may be thought staring.

But to engage on a level beyond simple conversation.


I have discovered such a place exists

Beyond physical realms

Where it is not just I

Who sits and sips, music caressing as I read

I sit alone in my world surrounded by others

Peering over their reads

Opening their hearts and their minds beckoning me in

I read and I write no longer are they just fabricated words.

They are life's glorious colours shared in black and white


Where is this place?

This library of life.

This forum of philosophy.

This Psychiatrists couch.

You are here with me, looking around

You, just as I, have discovered this learned place

Where solace and good advice can be found

Don't be deceived by the simple name


A perfectly private space shared with friends.


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