Loneliness
Loneliness. Is scary. Too much time to think. Thoughts get wary.
Mental wandering. Where will this lead? An idea planted. Now a seed. Growing.
What will these turn out to be? Thorny and prickly?
A shrub? Souring the mind, with unpleasantries.
Time will tell. Be mindful, of loneliness’ cell. It can weave, a wicked spell.
Copyright © Maurice Blocker 2020
