Loneliness

 

the solitude
  in landscape, unpopulated I yearn
loneliness
what do people mean to me
why people for me
comfort of nature, before man, comfort
sea land air, the exhilaration lasting
   but muted
   fear
   caution
   worries
no exuberant nature, bursting forth
nor effervescent, shiny, glossy
   but still
   the desert
         sand
         wood
         bleached
         washed up, discarded, squashed flat
  traces of nature, husks, remains
  traces of civilisation, debris
the end or beginning
  think too hard
now...loneliness
  my loneliness
but I smile